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  • St. Patrick’s Day

    My last meal, I don’t even remember it now. Pasta I think. A few Sundays ago. I could feel it coming. Finally, I have been sentenced. Not for life, well,…


  • Return

    ANTE REDITUS Why do I feel the apprehension of battle? All I’ve worked for in the past year is to return to who I was, yet now I’m filled with…


  • She sat up on the cot. Sitara worked her throat with a hand and reached over for the pitcher on the nightstand. The water was bracing. The draught chilled her to the bone,…


  • Love? – Kkander

    You are the lit cigarette in the dark world that is my room. Staining everything in yellow with light and smoke. I know you will be my doom. But as…


  • Kkander 2

    I, Kkander, am again writing from this account/location. We prepare for the big day tomorrow. A half marathon for which we have been training many months. I am not afraid…