Thursday, October 14, 2004

like blood off the backs of ducks

Larry opened his eyes and saw drops of blood raining down on the dirt below. The drops beaded and then soaked into the earth. He was not sure how long he had had his eyes closed. His hearing came back and he listened for sounds; the scuffling feet and the whispering voices. He felt he was alone.

He lifted his head to look...


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