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At the grounds of my apartment complex when realized I had walked all the way from Uturiasis’ house.I was in a fugue.Despite all the time spen..
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It’s funny how food inspires camaraderie.I’d warned them about eating the pie, but they all ate it and didn’t seem to be any wor..
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“What?”
“Yeah, I was coming to this part before Habib kicked us out.Todd’s kinda dead.”
“What do you mean &l..
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By all rights, this man should have been dead. No pulse, no blood pressure, but he was moving. Gene had had to strap him down to keep him from trying ..
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I was sitting at the counter, finishing my cup of coffee when she came in.My face still stung from where Marjorie had smacked me when I looked up at..
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Walter walked into his father’s study.He looked up and dropped his bowl of Fruit Loops, staring at the thing sitting in his father’s cha..
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A broken clock—tap-tap-tap, hello
Reread, re-read, I try but the numbers {Futile Struggle}
Are not feeding in—Brain Gone Striking
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“That’s right, John.You’re looking at the new veep of the whole Northeast Division.”Jack Tate sat behind an expansive wood de..
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My breasts—
I mean, your breasts
And all the touching,
The kissing, the twisting,
Your fingers raking across my back
The skin beneath my ..
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You came back to the car with two cups and a new stain on your shirt.It was hot outside, over ninety degrees, but we had an alien craving for someth..
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