antonia jameson
Reaching around. One over there, and there, and there - another one, behind the wall, oozing out, holding, encircling, cradling.
Don't step on it!
Out of this place into another,
a moment of rest
They look through the window, rubbing the dust off, the phone flashlight shining.
“Can you see anything?”
Not yet.
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