The Hand of Love
I thought I heard her in my ear, “My love, relax for I am here,” But alas I woke and knew it wrong, For there was nothing but the Siren’s song. The minute my feet […]
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The Problem of Time
I knelt beside him, issuing minute prayers in each thrust I forced onto his chest. My partner had placed a device we call a bag-valve-mask onto the man’s mouth, forcing air into his lungs. It […]
