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Stories by APencilinherhand
Leftovers
Now she sleeps curled up in the base of the yellow tunnel slide in the park. It's cramped, and graffitied wit...
Disconnected
In my sweaty, ash streaked fist, I clutch my sister's charred memory chip, and in my raw, blistered heart, I...