unarticulated assurance

She needed to step (outside) beyond entrance and exit. Standing inside of a moment… existing within a (secret) unseen pulse that has her planted like… Madeline bit her nails (down) to where there was nothing left. She despised the habit and tried to break it once a week… lemon juice pressed into raw fingertips. Hot sauce in her cuticles. She met Miles in a diner on the corner of 12th Street where the autumn leaves blew in tornado swirls of...
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