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Fiction & Poetry


There was too much skin. Or, maybe it just looked like that at first glance? As if twice the amount needed to cover her arm had somehow gotten put only on one.

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I was a mermaid once.

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The video came with a warning.

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The trail that day was cool, shaded under so many trees. The sun filtered softly through, casting a light and shadow pattern along the path.

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Dirty Work

The knives next to the sink had the most colorful handles Steven had ever seen.

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