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Tears fled salty into her mouth as she shimmied out of her linen pants. As she pressed Johnny inside, she pictures her baby, toppling scared into a stream. she pictured water, filling his tiny lungs. A vulture, hovering. A steep ravine. Lavender pumped up and down, numb—by the time, Johnny Wilton, inside her, the sneer on his face of transformed him entirely. (1/2)
— May 20, 2023 07:29AM
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It looked, in shadow, like a mutilated stuffed animal, a decapitates doll. It didn’t seem to bother him—just another forgotten toy.
— May 20, 2023 07:38AM
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I don’t think you can ever see the whole of another person, Julie used to say. As Johnny shoved her off, limp and heaving, furious, Lavender studied the distain. The moon of his face, revealing its cratered underside. (2/2)
— May 20, 2023 07:30AM
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They looked like a postcard of a happy family, and I felt so outside of myself, watching them play. Like a bird perched on a distant branch. Or one of Johnny’s rabbits, strung up by the legs.
— May 20, 2023 07:20AM
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It was a wonder how she’d never given much thought to the ancient, timeless fact. Motherhood was, by nature, a thing you did alone.
— May 20, 2023 07:16AM
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Pity is destruction wearing a mask of sympathy. Pity strips you bare. Pity shrinks.
— May 18, 2023 01:18PM
