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Dirty realism, grunge lit, creative confessions, spec fic, and assorted literary atrocities.

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Some time ago when we had an episode and then there was this stupid silence that crept into what we would have loved to…

It was your birthday once but we drank too much and we fought so much, we forgot. Another year had lapped us. Til we knew we couldn’t stay…