Day 7
"I wipe the blood from my lips and spit it next the remnants of something diseased, hungry and insane. "
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"I wipe the blood from my lips and spit it next the remnants of something diseased, hungry and insane. "
"The cold damp aftermath will linger for the rest of my shift. Pillars of white billow from my skin, and if anyone would witness this man under a streetlight at 4:30AM, I bet they thought I was a man
"Pillars of white billow from my skin, and if anyone would witness this man under a streetlight at 4:30AM, I bet they thought I was a man of steam." -Marcus #nanowrimo2019 #day10 #firstdraft #arise
"Heat rises from my chest, and I unbutton my color to release more steam." -Marcus #nanowrimo2019 #day8 #draft1 #arise