Monday, April 10, 2017


And they'd been getting along so well

Yeah, the teeth
whirling, hypnotic eyes
inhuman virility
pale pale skin
nocturnal habits
oh, and his
preference for beef sushi.
But Eloise knew you
didn't see the room full of
papery skins and
survive for long unscathed.
Thank God for the
stake knife in its holster
on her inner thigh.

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