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"you're giving me mixed singles here."
a slow smile.
a blip against a radar a shot a mile wide loud enough to hear on the the other side.
your mouth on my mouth and the taste of blood.
"this," she said, "isn't what I asked for."
the body was already starting to smell but the heart looked pretty in her hands, curved nails. pink. cute.
"happy valentines day," i said.