What will it serve if I give to you, me? 
What fun can be had so prematurely?

The party has started, I'd rather we play.
Now, one little fox, two little fox, enter the fray.

This ritual under primordial weight,
Insists on the search, or there's nothing at stake.
  • JoinedMarch 2, 2022


Story by Vivian Alice
The Ink Dot by vivianmalice
The Ink Dot
A short story about a woman sitting in her basement who is unwillingly captivated by an obscene dot of ink on...
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