In which I wish "vanilla" and "abandoned" had fewer syllables
Instead of studying for my Latin test, I've been writing up a storm. Today, a tasty little flash fic. Last night, a dark dark story linked to my last full length effort. Also, on the bus, this haiku:
It was like licking
an ice cream cone dropped on a
meatpacking plant floor.
It was like licking
an ice cream cone dropped on a
meatpacking plant floor.
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Or adding more child abuse to the latest one. Either or.
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