My tyres flick up gravel which taps against the underside of my car. I shove the wheel to the right as hard as I can but I am going far too fast. I miss the turning, shoot off the road, and bounce away across the...
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In the middle of the night, I heard a long screech outside like a fingernail digging into a...
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I come from a family where the men die early, which is to say I was raised by women. My childhood...
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My disappearing darling, you sail with an anchorless boat, bolting from the dockyard as soon as...
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He fell like rain on my scaled ribs; weight of night, a canopying cove....
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