by Ari Collins
I dreamt I woke up in the middle of the night and my bedside lamp didn't work. I got up and flipped the hallway light switch. Nothing. That's when I felt the knife tear through my throat. I awoke coughing and choking.
So now I sit here with my laptop, writing this, and that, and anything else, here, in the dark.
Sunday, February 3, 2008
Scared of the Light
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