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Cell phone on an unmade bed

An unsent drunk text during no contact

by Jason Grant The entire king-sized bed is mine now, but I can’t seem to move from the left side to the right because on the nights you were here—laying there—if I dared move from my side to yours in the middle of the night it was like I-was-crossing-some-boundary you-needed…

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Deprivation

by Kyle Heger What would become of you if that buzzing little box were taken from your hands? Would your thumbs go crazy, beating a senseless tattoo on their own, or would they simply pine away to nothing and drop off? Where would your eyes focus? Would you contract nystagmus or…

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