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Death in an agricultural town
Splintering
The Drowning braid
Fire drill
Orchids and Sandcastles
Fallen amber
Hey Hey Whiteboy
Daughter
Towing Jehovah
Lacerate
Pain
Redneck
Shafted of my social weaponry
The sons of the Catfish
The same
The Red Spring Heron
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| newsprint stuck to his arm, the scalpel on the worktop next to the sink,where the cuts crossed, the skin had peeled back like a starfish out of water and made the healthy looking skin look like that of a drowned man except blood didn't flow from dead people,did it? he was exhausted but hecould breathe, the unbearable tension in him relieved by the flowing blooddown his arm, he cupped his elbow and moved his hand down to his wrist,smearing blood along his arm, not enough but he was exhausted. "it doesnt hurt if you need to do it" the jumper covered up all the ills that he did himself on a regular basis he always wore this on his pointless walks around his neighbourhood,this neighbourhood was "dry" its trees were dieing its grass was scorched and somewhere between green and brown, the driveways leading up to each sixties throwback house seemingly growing longer and longer and the houses seemingly raising up on a hill of their own, higher with each time he walked past,it wasn't hot but it was definately the warm lazy afternoon temperature that seemed to be be what this towns thermostat was set at. "no mean to be rude.. but there isnt a single good looking girl aroundhere." a girls tricicle with grass growing through the left back wheel and the frame suffering from rust in the places where the paint has been chippedor has fallen off. "about 7 years ago yes i heard he actually attacked her with a knife while the girls where at school,havent seen him since, they moved a couple of weeks later." the greenhouse was no use to anyone, not only had the windows been smashed by the few remaining children but the aluminium frame had been bent somehow and this meant that glass could no longer be fitted.they wouldn't replaceit. "in my youth, mentally handicapped children were hidden away, i do remember going to a friends familys house and a very strange young man making an appearance at dinner time - i think they had a special room built for him in the attic." "you can tell you know? well i can anyway.. you just look into theireyes." steel panel - grass, dry dehydrate shallow pool - goldfish bowl lace curtain - ambition photos of cats black trees black twigs ignorant pillar of the community hate # 7 hate # 8 hate#9 hate(crash) he rolled off his jumper noticing the newsprint still stuck to his arm:"sruoy si eciohc eht" "i used to be just like that when i was a boy, he'll make the samemistakes i did" "i dont trust one of 'em" "nervous breakdown??!! i always said he was a lazy useless bastard" smile/cut/loose |
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