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Nasturtiums

“They were like glass eyes, not really looking at me but looking beyond me. And that was the moment the cold sweat washed over me. This wasn’t Max. He wasn’t here.”

by Annie Yang on May 6, 2018May 5, 2018

Rain

“A compass points to Borneo, and Oksana runs straight toward it.”

by Annie Yang on October 22, 2017October 20, 2017


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