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Wale shut the front door and tip-toed with trepidation towards the guest room. He half expected to meet her still lieing on the floor. His fingers curled tightly on the handle of the little bag he was holding. He knew nothing could erase what he had done, but the first aid kit may do a little to keep it between the two of them. Amanda … Continue reading The Grey Area lll
She was still lying there. For how long, she couldn’t say exactly but as the nocturnal sounds were replaced with the bitterly routine sounds of daybreak, she knew time was not on her side. Nothing seemed to be on her side. Except her blood and puke. And maybe her soul for she knew now that there was nothing left where it had been. The blood … Continue reading The Grey Area | Later That Day
A storm was raging inside of her. It whirled and lashed and twisted her guts, fighting to break free of its dark atrium. Its furious charge rammed the walls of her throat, losing its conniption and barely crawling through the viscid veil of her bloated lips in subdued whispers. The top half of her head thundered with pain and the will to get up and … Continue reading The Grey Area
She is so beautiful. Picturesque. Like a pretty vintage picture held in a rusty and jagged frame. I could paint her. Continue reading Conflation
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THE BORN IDENTITY
HAROLD DORRELL BRISCOE
Musings of Content and Social Media Exec. Did I tell you I love love and video games? Yeah! I do.
