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Night. A depthless, crystalline dark. I was lighting candles when the phone rang.
“Hey Monkey,” I said, “How’s it going?” Continue reading
Archive for January, 2018
The Most Beautiful Girl in the World and the Crime She Committed Against Her Own Face
Posted in Love letters with tags Cormac McCarthy, Ellsworth Kelly, Leonardo Da Vinci, Merzouga, Sahara desert, Stendhal Syndrome, Zagora on January 4, 2018 by Jarrod Boyle
We met at the gym. I can remember the handful of occasions I had seen her before we spoke, before she flowed inside the parameters of her name. Continue reading
Theme Park at its Darkest 