You stole my story and something's got to be done about it.
This piece of earth I billet grows small. Bullets of time dart past, dropping shards of opportunity at my feet. And until the rift that surrounds my decaying body clamps shut__wallows me up like so many remains__ army on, simultaneously ignoring and saving my comrades in the hole.Such is a writer__ life.
On Being a Rat and Other Observations
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This piece of earth I billet grows small. Bullets of time dart past, dropping shards of opportunity at my feet. And until the rift that surrounds my decaying body clamps shut__wallows me up like so many remains__ army on, simultaneously ignoring and saving my comrades in the hole.Such is a writer__ life.
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