What the Night Heard
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What the Night Heard

The night has razor claws soused in horror. It slinked down back roads and alleys with a murderous man. “Listen,” they said “don’t go out….don’t go out alone.” He stalked the bars smiling in neon’s sordid dazzle propped himself in the backlit shadows behind restaurants then slipped into a young nurse’s apartment his sharp knife … Continue reading