Round 1 by D.C. Porder
2:04 PM | Author: Glen Binger
Round 1 by D.C. Porder
We slammed together on the dark lawn, slid on grass and slipped into mud. I pelted you with fists, squirmed from your fingers, reached for a stick. Your teeth tore my wrist, my nails your cheeks. I bent and threw gravel into your eyes. But this was only the beginning.

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