Allan Malcolmson

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I remember that baking sheet and all my muscles constrict at once. My hands clench into fists and my arms try to pull themselves forward and I feel the grip of rope around my wrists and ankles. Pain explodes in the back of my head and seeps through my body. My eyes widen and I gasp for breath. The pain is like the darkness; it envelops me so completely that I forget I was ever part of anything else. The television is gone. I must’ve fallen asleep. My body shifts slowly from feeling to numbness. I cannot tell if my eyes are open or closed. How long have I been here?  A vertical fan of light ...more
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We Are Here to Hurt Each Other
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