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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2020
Submitted to Contest #58
The night gargles and spits out the wing of bat, eye of owl, voodoo doll and dead man’s scowl. Wild beasts in the cranium: Stasi whips and Nazi boots, Uzi bullets, Gestapo plot – these are the feasts of the minds of the crazy, deep into the sweat of garrotted insomnia. They do not deserve to dream. She dares to touch. She traces what is left on the outside; each pore a co-ordinate on her flatness, her invisible Cartesian planes. The body becomes a map with imaginary hemispheres, two poles. She finds her Arctic and thinks of polar bears in ...
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