I finally got back to writing again, and this is the result. A free-verse story told in three acts--a count-down, if you will--about the abusive side of my relationship with my father. Very different in tone than the last one, as I decided to rip the bandaids off some pretty old wounds here
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visions of sugar plums dancing --
turning pitch black with smoke.
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