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Memoir of A Mutant:Creation 4I couldn't help but stare with my mouth hanging open at the large mansion that I was soon to call my home. No. It was my home now.
Out of my home, three men came sauntering over to us. Well, only one really sauntered. The others just sort of walked. "Hey, Charles!" the redhead called out. He had fiery red hair and freckles. He had a dopey smile on his face that was rather endearing. "I thought you were only bringing home that one chick that you told me about. You know, the one who you said was 'absolutely amazing'?"
I couldn't help giggling awkwardly as Charles blushed. Did he really say that? That has to be about me, right?
27He had 27 bones
in his left hand, all under a thick netting
of coral reef. He had 27 bones in his right hand too, each perfectly preserved.
Both hands held their breath
as he approached stage exit.
Hit every bar, tour every state.
A river runs interstate through Texas.
Small yellow lines jump straight through it.
Take the US-27 from Fort Wayne to Miami. A second doesn’t make it
to his destination.
Cobalt. Aluminum. A third was found dead, drowned in his pool,
an empty shot glass floating beside him.
Cobalt weighed down his shoulders. Alumi
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