Adman
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What would you do if you came home to see another man with your wife and child sitting on the couch watching…
What would you do if you came home to see another man with your wife and child sitting on the couch watching…
She sits there slowly sinking in her stare. The iron bars are stained with her sweat and some of her blood. Her…
“Come, sit next to me,” she said softly almost singing as she placed her pinkie to rest upon her lower lip. “I…
The dereliction etched transiently without the usual innocuous sentiment once feigned; her touch blazoned with a hundred bruises at the child who…
“Look at the at the spotted one in the corner.” “Yes, I see what you mean.” “He appears as if he’s learning. He is…
Somebody told me I would die at a young age. For the death of me, I can’t remember who that was. I…
Have a seat, exhale, tilt your head to the right, now the left, inhale…slowly. Now lean in a little. Don’t forget to blink from time to time. Follow these words. Allow them to take you away–if for a moment, elsewhere. Keep in mind a proper posture. Allow the noises that surround you to numb you…
“You ever wondered about the bums on the street? Their lifeless walk, dirty shoes scraping, clothes waxy and hard. The men have…
“I’m obsessed with your face,” she said pulling on the center of her bikini top. I knew it was a practiced lie…
This is not the first draft. I deleted three other lines that used to be where this one is now. Ghosts fighting…