She whimpers in agony as he licks his fingers before he turns the page and continues to read to her, she is flushed as she listens on, his voice shattering all her boundaries
Saturday, September 10, 2022
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All the grief that swallows us whole is pooling over the edges and bleeding into everything; changing the shape of what it touches.
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