Fiction

Fresno: Eros

It was maybe the dozenth time being the circle’s center when Johnny realized he didn’t hate people’s reactions to seeing his blood. So, he figured, if one can’t be loved, then why not be the topic of conversation?

Patrol

He watched until the child reached its mother in the doorway. Then he shouldered the pack and continued down the gravel road.

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