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Submitted to Contest #194
The kettle whistles. It all starts with glass and grinding, grating brakes. Shattering into nothing. Black. When my life first started it was a tumult of record players and rocking horses. I didn’t have any other option but to succumb to the environment. And everything was so alive. Now, I feel trapped. My only home is the shower where I place a cloth down and let the water build up until it’s nearly overflowing. Only at that point do I squirt the plastic receptacle filled with fake blood everywhere even though it's food colouring I ...
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