microfiction
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Everett looked into the pale grey morning through her old screen door. He installed it after she’d asked him to, but only after putting up a fuss about having to do it for her. For a few moments, he was lost watching the north-coast breeze, cold and heavy with salt, brush against a wooden sign Maude
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A guy wakes up. His room is a blue void in the hour before sunrise. He stands up from his mattress and creeps deftly between the remains of days past. Erga pricks her ears and then looks away in anticipation of his bathroom light. After he closes the door, there is the sound of him
Dinner For Suckers 