throwing ink

a place where ink drips like blood from fingertips; where the truth scales my insides like a mountain climber trying to reach the highest peak -- the point at which it finds freedom; a home for those who have defied odds, and stepped from the shadows of their fears.

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jasper stone
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Wednesday, October 8, 2008

it's in our blood

Another bit of writing...

Six Sentences: Generations
Posted by jasper stone at 3:22 PM No comments:
Labels: betrayal, flash fiction, relationships
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