March 13, 2017

“Beneath the bed, I noticed a sharp edge poking out. I thought it was metal but then, when I touched, I saw it was a thick sheet of paper covered in smeared writing. The paper wrinkled when I touched it, then sliced along the length of my index finger. I looked numbly at the cut. It was perfectly straight and clean. I thought it would not bleed, then it did. As soon as I thought of the blood, it came trembling out as a slowly thickening red smear. I put my finger in my mouth and sucked…”

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