Memories, again, but much better.

13 Jun

Working Title: Your Pretty Lies
1st Sentence: You were not kidnapped by a crazy neighbor lady while your mother was at work.
Favorite Sentence: Your mother did not slice open your small, thin-ribbed chest, scoop out your heart, and leave it, shivering, on a cold, metal table, slick with blood and starved of oxygen.
Word Length: 876

Photo by Frank Vincentz April 2011.

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