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Runoff, or, Here There Be Tigers

Posted on July 22, 2018 by John Biscello

My desire, running the length of corridors, unwitnessed, untouched, smoldering in resident ancient bake– Here there be tigers, clawing at the sun’s scorching midriff, gutting the fame from light, until there is no longer any difference between molten blood and … Continue reading →

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