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Avatar There was no escaping the heat during that summer. Only one front lawn in the cul-de-sac showed any sign of life and that was because a secret sprinkler showered the baked ground every night. In the morning the grass would glisten in the fresh light before evaporating into the morning air, little streams of water ran down the path and made shallow puddles by the kerbstones. A thin line of thirsty, wilting dandelion leaves grew where the water ran into the drain, an illicit urban oasis. By ten o'clock in the morning it was so hot the surface of the roa...
My Spirit’s Revenge
TW: child sexual abuse As I stared out the window into the overwhelming darkness outlined only by the shadows of dying trees, I remembered one of my favourite Jay Electronica lyrics. Staring out the windows is for love songs and house flies. The man sitting beside my bed almost beheaded me with the shrapnel of his words when we once argued about the meaning of the lyric. It didn't start as a heated verbal assault, but with him, it never did. I watched him as he sat next to my lifeless body. He knew I was straddling death and that made him jealous. "Why is he here," asked my mother as she bar...
AT THE BOTTOM OF THE GLASS
AT THE BOTTOM OF THE GLASS It had happened to her several times, when she saw that little girl playing with those three big dogs, in the courtyard of the great house , where she lived , that Terry felt that the little Mill was in danger. Mill was too small, and those three dogs too big, that they could attack the little girl. But even if the dogs had just accidentally bumped the child, they would have dropped her. That had been , for Terry, a concern dictated by reason and prudence. How could her parents leave a child of three years alone in the company of three big beasts like those dogs? Mi...
You Have Power Here
Elise’s grandmother was taking far too much time to leave. The old woman was short and hunched, but the stubbornness of her youth had never faded or bent. She was preparing for a trip to another town, having heard of a special plant that could provide protection and flavor. Two birds with one stone, or so the saying goes. Elise had inherited some of her grandmother’s stubbornness, though the old woman always swore that the child was naïve as well, which gave her a significant disadvantage in life. However, this night, Elise had a plan. She wanted her grandmother to leave for the night because ...