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Song Sung Blues
The Local Haunting
Garden Leavings
Flayed inheritance
Michael’s Angel
Song Sung Blues
You wore your smart grey suit, or was it blue, broad white collar almost covered…
The Local Haunting
Lamplight pollinates sidewalks in our tepid little village. The late summer dusk’s a furnace gorging…
Garden Leavings
Flayed inheritance
I've been wearing my mother's skin. I'm not sure when I started, exactly. It's a…
Michael’s Angel

I was nine and a half years old that summer and most of it passed…