Zoe Brainard
Joined October 2018
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Just a normal person who lives to write and create.
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A Remnant of Dionysus
Somewhere amidst the summer afternoon hustle and bustle of New York City was a hotel room doused in the unbearable stench of sweat, drugs, and alcohol. The floor covered in spilled cocaine, cigarette ashes, alcohol, vomit, and various other bodily fluids. A sea of sleeping nude bodies covered the floors and furniture of what was once a clean and luxurious penthouse. The French balcony doors were wide open and allowed the summer heat and golden sun rays to flood the room. The air was still and filled with dust as the summer heat slowly became almost impossible to bear any longer.
By Zoe Brainard4 years ago in Filthy