Monday, August 13, 2007

"Where perfection is not an accident"

“Grace set up on the hardware store roof, dropping her canvas bag onto the black tar. She reached into the bag, grabbed a stone, kissed it, and then hurled it at the building.”

I have a new piece of short fiction posted here.

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Posted on 08/13 at 04:11 AM
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