Thorn Apple
Ruthanne stopped apologizing years ago.
Station Seven
The air tastes like ammonia and bleach and something underneath both.
The Phone
I can make it ring.
The Lighter
She watches the blue at the root of the flame.
Ruthanne stopped apologizing years ago.
The air tastes like ammonia and bleach and something underneath both.
I can make it ring.
She watches the blue at the root of the flame.