Something That Bleeds
Upon the lavender faux fur rabbit that hangs from a chain off of her shoulder a widening stain in scarlet begets splats of wet crimson behind. You, the beholder, should pay it no mind — heed not its owner with the immaculate face, lace pinafore, blush of the chaste, comely young loner a wiser man would have known to ignore. Cut out the still beati…
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