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October 31 1991
The next day you could see where she had come out of herself dark against the black asphalt. I saw her sometimes, behind sleeping eyes dark curls bouncing head thrown back laughing whole with all of her blood inside of her. I saw him too, crouched down, cowering, shivering blade held high and with all…
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In Which I Save My Child From A Tarantula, Inflicting Major Psychological Damage on Myself
Caution: This post may be traumatic for arachnophobes. So the other night, there was a spider in baby girl’s room. We live in an old house, you may remember, with cracks and gaps and a dirt basement below and the outdoors all around, and occasionally, crawly things wander in and decide to hang out for…
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April Fox 