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Every Time, For Him
It was easy to get caught up in the minutiae, easy to think of what she did, day to day, as the important stuff, when in fact it was the overarching pattern she’d wanted to accomplish. She didn’t do it … Continue reading
Cold As Ashes
Waking up in a bed was weird. It didn’t happen that often, these days. She opened her eyes, sticky and crusted with blood, and groaned at the obscene amount of sunlight in the room. Everything was quiet — the outside … Continue reading
Seriously
“Okay,” she said, not to anyone in particular, if only to stop having to listen to the sound of her own teeth chattering. “Okay, Jones,” she began again. “What do you know?” A spasm shifted from between her shoulder blades, … Continue reading
Exhaustion
It’s hard to get good rest, lately. She wakes up every little while, but never where she had been. And sometimes, she doesn’t even remember having gone to sleep. Sometimes there are bruises. Sometimes there is blood. She rubs at … Continue reading
Underground
Shaking hands lit a Djarum black; the crazy-haired girl looked around herself in the dark, tried to get her bearings by the light of a battered Zippo. She inhaled, exhaled, and flicked the cover back over the flame, putting herself … Continue reading