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Dead Time By John Patrick Robbins
Is the best time, as you come to the realization. Tied-down pleasures become a false step into a future crime scene’s promise, for within th...
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My wife and I walk through the neighborhood every morning, pretending we’re the Green Police, marking which houses leave the outside lights... -
A lone man sits in a locker room, clad in running shorts, a tank top, and track shoes. The warm, stale air clings to him, thick with resolve... -
Sometimes when I look at myself in the mirror I can’t shake the image of Monstro Elisasue. Created out of neglect, out of selfish greed of...
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