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Lead the finger that steadied the page heavy the hand that held the pen resolved the eye that absorbed the last of her whorls and the last of..

It’s her clicks, her tongue against the roof of her mouth “consistent” spit collected against her teeth starts my shudde..

Kept like a pet at arm’s length always on a chain tagged and neutered trained to do a trick to impress the neighbors impress ..

They tell me Time heals all wounds but, Time, you inglorious b***h where are you? I itch and I scratch and I can’t sleep I toss myse..

Ah, poor little guy you woke this morning with such big dreams still weaving their way cotton through your head you filled your belly..

Adrenaline slick there’s something about comingoff a corner, riding it deep into the white and then the straightaway where ..

They say he looked just like me they say he wrote poems and stared up into the night sky they say he timed the satellites they say he was chu..

She used to visit this horse in his paddock and he would delight to see her he would stamp his hooves and jump his skin would dance and flex ..

She once haphazardly calculated the attack trajectory of her spears and her Hellfire missiles she once came at me with her hammer and nails l..

I had spent all day in the sun, facing my fears head on with the rack tack rack of the coasters. I was worn out, exhausted from al..