smothered, covered, capped

“It’s in here,” I said out loud, moving slowly and straining to see things. I felt linoleum underfoot, saw triangular patterns painted onto the floor.

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Two dogs: breathing in, and letting it out; monsters under the bed (and outside the door); Tennesseee, Monday through Friday, and Buying In Bulk.

This is a (now, old) entry beginning on 12/13 and ending on 12/17. It’s followed by an “update.” Author’s note: This journal entry takes course over the period of 5 days (due to hectic life).  Hopefully the awkward breaks will make more sense now, with that thought in mind. -Aun Aqui ******************* 12/13 I’m always here.  Most […]

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