Miriam Arce
Joined May 2021
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Deep Wounds
“That’s the last one, you’re good to go now,” I tell my sister as I give her the last box. “Are you sure you don’t need me to help you with anything else?” She is taking a long time getting all the boxes inside her car. She was supposed to be on her way home an hour ago, but as always, she refuses to leave me alone.
By Miriam Arce4 years ago in Horror
a thought...
A thought. Go, go —stop.
By Miriam Arce5 years ago in Poets


