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Depression

His darkness would suck the flame from any candle that approached. He would grab around the edge of the canyon’s rim for my ankle and pull me toward the abyss. Our incompatibility would smash itself across the bridge of my nose, drawing the sting of tears and the numbness of repeated cruelty.

Blogging the Remodel

A meeting on the eve of destruction The General waving his arms and his stentorian tones, explaining points of departure from the plans—yes we have already abandoned some of the poor architect’s insight. The Subs, nodding and shaking, brandish plans, tapes and opinions—incursion into plaster to begin at first light. The plan would seem to [...]