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First Lines #3

She opened the sepulcher of her mouth. Continue reading

precious

Have you ever encountered a thing so precious that if you could not possess it, sheer madness required that you forced it to perish from this very existence?

A legacy

What will you make of me Once I am gone? Who will I be? What shall be my legacy?

First Lines #2

The first sensation you have upon waking is pressure. No, wait, that’s not right. It’s more than just pressure; it’s The Pressure. And sometimes, you can’t even breathe.

First Lines #1

“9/11 happened. And then so did I.”

Raison d’etre

"Raw," she said. "I want something primal. I want something bare and naked. I want you to give me this life raw, unbidden, unhidden, free, fair, and true. Can you do that? Can you do that for me?"

One may only try.

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