Alexei Sorokin
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Burn the witch
Oh, memories. By freak coincidence, it landed on the grill on our patio, its feathers soaking in the grease from last night’s barbeque. Strangely, I was bothered not by the fact of having killed the bird, but by how the pieces of burned onion and fat from last night’s lamb shashlik would defile its remains.
By Alexei Sorokin2 years ago in Fiction