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Memories in Rain The raindrops fell so slowly that morning. You were out in the middle of the lake in your canary yellow slicker; gripping a fishing pole with numbing hands. Your father sat beside you. He pulled his lips into a pale thin line while he strung corn kernels onto a hook. His thick fingers were as clumsy as the time he attempted to make bracelets with your little sister. He cursed under his breath for a while before handing back the tiny beads and bare wire. You could not help but laugh then. You did not laugh him on the lake, though. You watched the rain. It clung to your eyelashes and splashed against your nose. It sMemories in Rain


Sweet and Sour Dreams Sweet and Sour Dreams We are the things in the darkness, the indescribable shape shifters that lurk at the threshold of consciousness and lure you into the dream scape. Enjoy the sights, for your joy and fear feeds us. We can only exist in the absence of light, and live vicariously in your visionSweet and Sour Dreams
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Lobotomy for BeginnersIt wasnt the windowless room, the edges of the walls mixing with harsh light while waiting for the doctors knock. Or the sweat-leather straps and buckles braided into her hair.Lobotomy for Beginners
It wasnt the operating utensils on the steel tray, the scalpel that looked more like a butter knife and the drill plugged in, lying on the floor. Or even the way the doctor complimented her posture, as if a stiff chin was more valuable than a working brain.
And it wasnt the taste of copper that filled her mouth before she closed her eyes, not wanting to see him squin
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