Writing

Land Mines

Watch your step. Never know who or what is waiting. Nasty little shits will take your feet right off.

They have no remorse. Left by preadolescence and they lay and hunt. Hidden in furs and corners waiting to claim a worthy prize. You know Ole Kirk is getting a real laugh about this up above, a cruel jape indeed.

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