Prepare for Final Descent
The airline service trolley is finally just a few rows away. I can’t make out whether
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The airline service trolley is finally just a few rows away. I can’t make out whether
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A Note from the Translator A dear friend of mine came across the following manuscript while
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A rented, cold metal hospital bed menacingly crowds the living room of the 1970’s suburban, one-story
& the void stares back.glittering, malicious, achlysian darknesscomets of ivory swallowsdovetailing through the nightslivers of sword
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It was a chilly mid-December morning in Brantford. Braxton Fletcher had just come down the driveway.
There are now condominiums on a 4 and a half acre plot in Basking Ridge, NJ.
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picking at the bonesof whatever littlelove I was givenin my childhood-now I’m in my thirtiesheaping spoonfulsof
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