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By Michael Frissore He murmured a “What” and it sprayed its scent like an atomic sea skunk. He tried to act out each letter and collapsed from exhaustion. She held the answer in a full nelson but the words reversed the hold and nearly broke her neck. The “What” climbed back into his mouth feet [...]

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By Michael Frissore Rain goes up today. A tree falls onto my house and paralyzes my girlfriend. I try to heal her with citrus. Tomorrow there will be no rain, just miniature, pocket sized cripples.

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