Both nightmare and dream, alike, coursing down my spine and recalling the red marks of burns residual to the casual escapade of a hot shower that imprints itself — I feel both the run-away vibrations and physicality of my pinkie toe. But when I woke up, I saw three pairs of eyes staring down at me as the fan did laps over my head. And didn’t it feel like something else entirely? And wouldn’t you know, I see it so clear.

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