Grace wagged a small finger at [[Satchmo]]
su [[ratøn]]
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He cannot come out of his [[travelling]] box now.
He will get [[lost]] in the grinding [[cogs]] of the carousel
[[Go back->travelling]]
He [[graces]] an understanding glance at her then recedes back into his [[animal cracker]] carton as the carousel shrugs its looming momentum.this is a play on the word *grace*
The design of the carton is a printed lion behind printed lion [[bars]].
The design of the carton is a printed lion behind printed lion bars. He likes the little [[lions.]]
The design of the carton is a printed lion behind printed lion bars. He likes the little lions. They keep him in [[perspective]].
[[persPective]]
[[peRspecTive->caterpillar]]The air will be warm and wet and heavy [[tomorrow.->filler]]
[[this.]]The carousel lurches to life[[,]]The carousel lurches to life, creaking joints heavy and inflamed[[.]]
but few heed the old man's groaning [[omen.->Untitled Passage]]
The carousel lurches to life, creaking joints heavy and inflamed[[.]]
He can feel a storm coming[[,->GJGF]]
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[[Continue?......8]]
[[Continue?......7->See?]]
Grace always takes the same place on the carousel. A lead, close to the cresting, beneath the [[sweeps;]]On a glossy yellow-striped [[caterpillar->crime.]].Caterpillars sequester toxins inside of their bodies and use them for [[self-defense]].Self-defense - ˈˌself dəˈfens,ˈˌself dēˈfens/
noun
1. the defense of one's person or interests, especially through the use of physical force, which is permitted in certain cases as an answer to a charge of violent [[crime.->peRspecTive]]
She likes the caterpillar because it puts her in [[perspective]].The gloss caterpillar's brief journey around the carousel is both centripetal and [[euphoric]].
The air on the walk home is stale, pink and brisk; prompting her hurry in the decaying light.
And Satchmo’s grouchy chirps riposte a bumpy ride [[home.]]
home
hōm/Submit
noun
1.
the place where one lives permanently, especially as a member of a family or household.
[["I was nineteen when I left home and went to college"]]Better fit as a verb in this [[instance.]]Father says that it is time for Grace to take her medicine. Grace does not like her medicine. Father stands near the armoire and [[cleanses]] the syringe with a splash of [[fluid]]. He draws a long breath of air into the chamber and with an empathetic wince, implants the spine, depressing the plunger between the teeth of her ribs.
Father's eyes are wild like barred spiral galaxies.
Father's arms are tightly bound like barred spiral galaxies.
Limbs akimbo. [[Fate]] a(bated or)voided. Dark breath on her neck. And the dank, viscous, stench of stale smoke scraped against her [[tongue.]]
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[[''cleanses''->instance.]]gasses are also [[fluids->instance.]][[''fate''->instance.]]Tomorrow looms [[today.->tomorrow.]]
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[[Mr. Fletcher]] in town thinks that the storm is going to be the worst one this [[year]].
but few heed the old man's groaning [[omen.->fsdjkl]]
* As is often the case in stories such as [[these]][[See?->Continue?......7]]
She has begun to feel it now, building at the traps of her joints, in the
folding skin along the insides of her elbows. Her [[arms]] have become puffy hot dogs. Grace takes on more air like a lost feral vessel takes on water;
feverish and frantic to reach equilibrium.
Both the sea and the seamen aboard.
Though the two wish for a different equality,
Grace wishes that she would [[pop.]]
Grace takes on more air like a lost feral vessel takes on water;
feverish and frantic to reach equilibrium.
Both the sea and the seamen aboard.
Though the two wish for a different equality,
Grace wishes that she would [[pop.->tbc]]
She wishes for the sea.To be Cont.Empty