Sunday, January 23, 2005

Wreck
Black ice. Slide ~~ roll. SUV. Metal crushing. Baby crying. Blood. Mine.
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Surprise
In elevator, stranger stares. Follows. Stops. Bathroom. Stranger still there.
"I know you, I know I know you."
"I don't think so." Turning I walk away. He follows.
"You're not listening to me." He's angry.
"I don't care."
"You have to care. I'm your son. The one you gave away twenty-two years ago."
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