The end comes. By Lindsay M. Downing
12:41 PM | Author: Glen Binger
The end comes. By Lindsay M. Downing

You hum a tune, standing in the kitchen alone with a paring knife. It is silent – so silent your breathing can be heard all around you. You are sharpening the knife, back and forth like the push and pull of the ocean. You take the knife. Hold it steady. Then.

Lindsay M. Downing works as a freelance writer in Lincoln, Nebraska with her family and friends.
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