I heard your voice over the phone and I thought I knew where you were and how to […]
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The streets were black and wet like crushed velvet. I couldn’t sleep, so I went to the dance […]
Don’t take this the wrong way, but what could you know about voodoo? That’s not yours to know. […]
You know I hate it when you dog-ear the pages because that means I have to go back […]
The antlers went clear through your chest. It’s not so bad; you were the one being hunted after […]
I face outwards onto a pool, now a viridian green, darkening with infertile pollen. The green that you […]
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