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Night
In the night, it’s like a part of me reopens that I had thought buried deep inside, too deep to recover: a tunnel straight to the memories of you. In the night, my mind goes back to you like it hasn’t...
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Cave
“What exactly are you…looking for? Why…did you come?” His voice was ragged and slow, leaking from his crusted lips like air from a balloon you can’t quite hold closed. I couldn’t see him very well; he...
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Blank
I live inside my head. I see things, like you do, but every moment is like a paragraph in a story that maps to the scene inside my head, playing out like a movie in front of me. You are a character in...
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Article 6
We’re riding our bikes through the park, cold wind cutting at my face and filling my hood, whipping around my neck to send a total chill down my spine. It’s freezing, but it’s beautiful and clear and...
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Whiskey River Hope
I am a waif. I wander from city to city, never settling down, planting seeds, growing roots, not staying too long. None of it. I have no friends I keep up with on a frequent basis, and I haven’t talked...
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Water
All I saw was darkness. Everywhere, surrounding me, trapping me. The cold water breaking around my face filled my mouth and eyes and ears as I kicked and sputtered and gasped until, finally, I broke...
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Blueberries
It’s like tunnel vision, the way you see what’s going on in front of you in a video game, you can only see your hands. That’s all I see: my hands, in a pink haze, silky. My hands, reaching into the...
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daughter
zipper pulls loud in the dryer so hot in these rooms but we need clean clothes for tomorrow tomorrow we face reality half-eaten pie on the counter spaghetti from scratch but we leave everything open...
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Downpour
Watching the rain, I think of you. My heart aches. It wasn’t romantic–never romantic. But you filled a void. You became my confidant; I abandoned you. The rain pours relentlessly outside, so much so...
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Horror
I had to collect them all–infant bodies strewn about, motionless. The purple haze of the almost-morning light cast a subtle eeriness over the meadow, shrouded by low-hanging fog and remnants of the gas...
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