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I am animated through strings attached at each joint, each string continuing upwards towards the dark expanse above this stage. I let you pull me along, and I like where you take me. I have never seen such wonders as the places you have brought me to. More so, there is a string attached to… Read More plaything

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Sifting through thrifted thoughts, she was a victim of a stick-up. Gun drawn, hair-trigger, staring down the sights, lining up memories. “One mistake…” On sheets of quote-on-quote linen he was a visitor, a native of a distant land. From the hallway notes on a piano assembled into a chord and slowly spilled into the room.… Read More Like you