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Illnessexpand_moreAll my life I wondered what it is to vanish like a ring of smoke.
Ella knew she hadn’t hurt Sebastian, but she knew she’d betrayed him.
We’re fat! So what? They hadn’t yet tired of this chant, the play’s refrain.
There was nothing sadder than the look of defeat in a man’s eyes.
it’s hard not to be obsessed with your own shadow I don’t tell him
She had yellow cat eyes that she insisted were also blond.
I hightailed it out of the hospital like my ex-wife was a prison I’d escaped.
The lion was still near them, stalking. Crazed against its cautionary nature.
When the doctors’ voices started turning to noise, I didn’t fight it.
Oh they pay me well. I make a small fortune. Yes they pay me well.
Dad is catnip to the lady residents. He’s tall and lean, plus he’s got all his hair.
No one was awake and I was hungover young as clean as a piano.
Give him a bottle of red wine. You’ll be his best friend right away.
The nights she and Wade have sex she can’t do so without feeling guilty.
Yes, Sweetness, a white shadow shimmers on the X-ray of the future.
You and the cat wish I were baking pumpkin pie and we were happier.
There were so many tired, frayed words thick in the air around her.
“Fuck you,” I said, but it was hard to say it with any meaning.
They had been good girls. They stood by him when he killed a man.
I’ve got my hands around the man’s legs when I notice the blood.