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00 The day that I died was much like the day that I was born. Rain clouds outside left the dark room smelling of mildew and something sweet.…
Early November, it happened again: sea monster sighted in the bay off Eido. This had happened on and off the last few months, and had the town in…
Content note: suicidal ideation. The blossoms of the fourteenth month have scattered from the trees with the wilting petals of my youth, and I am sitting with Kieras…
Mermaid and plastic buoys bobbing in teal slide from one toppled prism-face to another. So obedient. So tiny. Dolphins and pink inner tubes ride back up. Bubbles are…
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