First Cut

By blackash

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Cliche

By blackash on Tue, 28 Sep 2004

Sitting on the porcelain edge of the sink, It gleams in the harsh electrical light Of the bathroom. The rubber handle Sits perfectly between the...
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Certificate 12

Blood, body, prayers

By blackash on Tue, 28 Sep 2004

I never understood my father's need For church. I never saw what it gave him. Every Sunday, kneeling Before a sour-faced priest, Drinking the blood,...
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Certificate PG