Rain.
The child suffered it.
The mother had to.
I walked past them and flipped a coin.
I am human.
Only Humane.
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Painting.
The canvas lay white.
Colours were mixed and
I didn't like any of them.
The woman died.
Inside me.
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The truck wheels shrieked.
Friend looked at me.
His eyes were two adjacent pools of blood.
His fallen wallet was safe.
The cards were intact.
A stray dog looked at the blood.
I didn't care.
I was checking an FB message
on my Blackberry.
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