deliriousgirl

I can smell her approach. A dizzying elixir smothers me, a licorice-like essence perspiring from her glazed skin.

I look over at Lenny, sitting on the filthy floor beside me in this fetid room,

Daddy slipped and slid down the bank, finally rolling the covered bundle off into the dirty, fetid water of the canal, where it floated for a time that seemed endless to her, before slowly sinking.