Thankless
It’s not cruel or kind. It’s just food. You gotta start understanding that. It’s all food. Food for him, food for us, food for the worms. That’s how she turns, this ol’ world
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Stories
Film Script: Loose Ends
…Short film script about a pair of very thorough assassins…
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An Unopened Gift
…These are a few of my favourite things….
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Helen’s Dream
…looking up from the ground beneath the window he’d flown out of…
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The Rare Gift
…Summer is ending…
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Winter Barley
…She smelled like smoke to them, and they knew about fire…
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In Memory
…‘No.’ Jack was emphatic. ‘I’m here to remember.’…
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silhouettes
…micro-macabre picture-stories…
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Postcard
…Wish you were here…
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