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Stories by The Surrealist
MY XV CENTURY GHOST BOYFRIEND
I cough.
"My beloved! Thou hast tuberculosis."
"It's probably just a cold."
"Evil hu...
MY 20 PACK BOYFRIEND
Like a flesh xylophone, my finger touches his abs. One, two, three, nine, ten... way too many. Counting more...