by Jackson Ferrell
I'm not supposed to be here
Skeleton key. Padlock slides off easy.
not supposed to be here
Flashlight. Black raincoat in the locker. Put it on. Hurry.
not supposed to
Footsteps outside. Shut locker, replace padlock. C'mon, hurry! Go!
not
When the guard walks in, I'm long gone: sprinting through the rain toward the docks.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
The Rush
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