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My stories

I am not a worm

I am hopeful. I am painting my toenails in 'Knockout Red'. I am making a brooch. I've got this stuff all over me: cinnamon toast and my perfect body oh I will never be modest again.
Cherry

The Warmest Room

In the certain palace a peasant kneels and explains that the regent’s callous tithing is putting undue strain on local artists.

Review #1

Classic Dunthorne: a series of medium words vibrating lightly: a power-shower’s poor temperature control, a stopped golden pocket watch, a list of life ambitions with one item ticked.

Theology

This is not the dark intestine. The serpent split at the belly and we spilt into paradise, half-jellied, unspined:
Cherry

Future Dating

Karen pulls up opposite, chopsticks clicking as though making a scarf from her udon noodles; our three minutes pass in excruciating knit one purl one chit chat.

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