There’s not a body under the floorboard or anything
No rank stench
It’s not a detective novel, thrillingly leading you to a nice chianti fft ftt ftt
Actually, the further away you get from it
The less it feels real
I wonder if this is why Bill Cosby was so incensed when they finally caught him
The memory
Like the sweetness of your breath
Fades and brittles
Fract…
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