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Body Double

It would be the last time, the last thinning whatever that gave night its fool’s edge and lyrical tilt— Scraping half-moon fingernails against famished odds, he briefly paused to consider the bottomless gorge of a hungry ghost demanding of its … Continue reading

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The Odds

He had searched high and low, mostly low, but he knew his fate, rigged to electrical impulses and happenstance, waited somewhere between a wrong number and an empty glass. He squeezed the lucky rabbit foot in his pocket, a prayer, … Continue reading

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