By Sapphire The sirens wake me at three oclock in the morning. The noise is horrible in its ceaselessness. At first I think Im dreaming. What it sounds like is a couple of ambulances are stuck in traffic and just leaning on their sirens. Theres no going back to sleep, but Im still not totally […]
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Grief is Purgatory
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