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Thomas Aidan Hiscock – Mussel Cove, Falmouth, Maine – 2025 *** I woke up tasting blood. Biting my lip, I tried to rally saliva but only managed bile … and a grimace … Oh, fuck me … and more blood. Blood doesn’t taste like … ‘pennies’… Blood tastes like salt and sex … Blood tastes…
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Thomas Aidan Hiscock – Mussel Cove, Falmouth, Maine – 2025 *** Fuck. Here we go again… There! It was barely a whisper, as bashful as that leak in your tire – you know, the one that’s always got you in the driveway – neck bent, knees screaming into the rock as you try to find…
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Thomas Aidan Hiscock – Mussel Cove, Falmouth, Maine – 2025 *** In the waning days of May, as the world burned with hidden fire – Anna sat on the beach, digging her feet in the sand. Waves caressed her ankles as plovers scurried by, dancing in the surf. Anna gazed at the water, at the…
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