fifty word murders

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I swear I can feel my physical mass diminishing as blood pours out of my stomach and through my fingers. I laugh. It hurts like hell but I am laughing, and what’s so funny is she beat me to it. A step ahead, for once: the only time it counted.

Roberto Spiralli, Friday, 13 May 2011 21:05 (nine years ago) link

six months pass...

Once you entered Zizzi, grandly readying each arm to take in dinner, I noticed glum shoulders and locked lips happening everywhere, all reviling you. Each irksome moment grew ever tougher to ingest. Now, goodness me, a righteous role I enter! Devil injurious, now torn wide open, die across your soup!

once a week is ample, Thursday, 17 November 2011 17:47 (nine years ago) link


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