Burn the House by Jessica Walker
Morning air caresses her skin, Brushes the shoulders, Tugs the curls. Breezy twin kisses become flint stones That slide and strike, slowly at first. Quicker, harsher now To build the barrier she never had before But that grew—step by step, Flicker by flicker—until she couldn’t see herself Anymore. A heartbeat there, a gasp here. Bodily […]
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