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Yes, you were intense as incense, both elegance and coherence, a bull to my china shop, the red to my...

The spiders in my room are growing. They keep the mosquito population in check. Smeared corpses speckle my walls. My...

I’d like to go no further than I can throw a stone, no higher than my head, no faster than...

Pain comes on soft cat feet, curls up on my lower belly, waits until its weight becomes intolerable    ...

They pulled the tube that piped the poison into your heart. Words like remission are still too sacred to speak openly. Only...