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Her spinal mailbox issues forth a begrudging slipped quiver. A waitress blubbering
over some transient hairball she fucked and fled, oozing such delightful sorrows.
Emotional cannibals. A crime for every generosity. A life of conflicted
pleasurepain lived on a tangent. An innocently snowing dream next to a teddy bear
doused in gasoline.
And still her tongue gathers light, without speech, without innocence, from the
reflected memory tasting vaguely of temptation. Hard to remember how far away it was.
She licks her lip, offering a painfully tasty despair, mistaken for concern over the
discolored wings of the messenger.
Written like a crow’s foot, an isolated line of laughter, there where the smile
disengages: I’ll give you anything you take.

Rich Ives is the author of Tunneling to the Moon: A Psychological Gardener’s Book of Days currently being published in serial @ Silenced Press everyday in 2014 and forthcoming in paperback. Begin from the beginning, catch up, read daily. Just refer to the Burrow Guide.