Saturday, December 31, 2005

On Zombie Avenue

He lived alone in a two-flat next to a graveyard on Zombie Avenue.

He hadn't seen his neighbor below for a couple of years. They used to hang together, but lost touch one forgotten day. He could still hear the goings-on through the shared heating vents in all the rooms. Contact remained, by one degree, through the black metal grates in the floorboards.



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A work in progress.

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