Arctic

Eleven times in two

days she saw the ghost

after fearing the apocalypse written

in black on the rim of

the john. Coded

lengthy surprise; one copy

 

north and one to the ground.

The ice traveled was

twelve feet deep,

years-old. Heaven dark and she

 

had surely gone crazy after

the third time he “woo-woo” ed

her outside, in the bathroom.

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