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Her black fur is velvet soft Her eyes a jaded green Her claws are deadly skewers Her jaws, a bone-crushing yawn A majestic beast that prowls low ..

Kiss me A million days have passed with you A thousand wonders we have lived through Don’t let me forget all that we have survived Or the ..

Prologue (October 2007) The light flickered off, leaving the room in semi-darkness, the shadows on the bare walls stretched to their fullest. I s..

The Devil in Disguise (Spring 2008) “You b***h!” he spat viciously, slugging me hard across the face. I stumbled back a few steps and b..

I wake up to gloomy, musty darkness. I know its morning, but the blinds are still down and there’s the familiar smell of a burning cigarette waf..

Black & Blue (Summer 2008) It’s a few days before July and I’m dying on my street corner. The heat is sweltering and unbearable and..

The Missing Girls It’s late afternoon, about a week later and I’m standing on my corner smoking my usual cigarette and trying to keep c..

I peer through the glass of the video store, trying to catch a glimpse of the latest film they broadcast on their TV’s when I hear a very famili..

Ethan, you Monster I don’t see Ethan for another two days. It isn’t unusual for him to ignore me, so I simply go about my business. It&..

Dirty Cops Avoiding cops is just as easy as avoiding Ethan. They appear on my corner all too often, asking questions I don’t want to answer ..