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Deviant since Nov 2, 2005, 9:21 AM

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i'll be the one wearing red

with her blood coming slow to the surface and in a daze, she
picked up the phone and heard the labored, liquor-thick breath
of her brother easing over the wires. through the dark and into
her bloodstream, placing goosepimples up and down the acid-cracked daisychain of her spine. even with eyes closed
she could see him hunched in a dark sleazy corner with a cold
bottle between his thighs and a cigarette between his lips
glossy brown eyes blood-trimmed and barely open laced neatly
in eyelash bows. years and years ago she'd handed him all her
time in the bottom of a bottle of vodka and said

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one shot one kill
in Miscellaneous on 11/9/05

tequilia for cold thursdaythe phone rings at 10:03. maybe 9:03. or 11:03. did we set this clock back yet? or were we
supposed to set it forward? what kind of lost time are we dealing with here?
"you should call matt. have you talked to matt? you're coming to thanksgiving right? you and
javeed" she butchers his name like every white person on earth "can bring chickenwings!"
"it's javid, mother, and we're not bringing chicken wings, we're bringing
desert." i pause, blowing on a grimy fistful of freshly painted nails, carefully capping the
tacky red bottle of thick red laquer. "what's wrong with matt? and are you doin tequilia for cold thursday
in General Non-Fiction on 11/4/05

i'll be the one wearing redwith her blood coming slow to the surface and in a daze, she
picked up the phone and heard the labored, liquor-thick breath
of her brother easing over the wires. through the dark and into
her bloodstream, placing goosepimples up and down the acid-cracked daisychain of her spine. even with eyes closed
she could see him hunched in a dark sleazy corner with a cold
bottle between his thighs and a cigarette between his lips
glossy brown eyes blood-trimmed and barely open laced neatly
in eyelash bows. years and years ago she'd handed him all her
time in the bottom of a bottle of vodka and said i'll be the one wearing red
in General Non-Fiction on 11/4/05

why she drives so fast
in Cheap or Tawdry on 11/2/05

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~anarchypress

Jan 4, 2006, 8:05:01 AM

Hello.

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~bobjesus

Dec 1, 2005, 4:59:36 PM

mornin'! I likes the writings, yessss...wondered where you'd been lurking! best of everything with the new ID m'dear! :-*

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Nov 23, 2005, 6:18:38 PM

liked your gallery..

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~nervous-thursdays

Nov 5, 2005, 5:52:07 PM

thanks for the fave.

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~abker

Nov 5, 2005, 5:46:33 PM

Thanks so much for the fave! Your writing is excellent.

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