Alice has a handheld crucifix, bloodied.
Bob has a handheld crucifix, bloodied.
Before them is the last remnant of a cherished childhood memory.
the cup menaces with spikes of steel
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What do you see in the face of a local white American woman? I see swaying maples. I see hazel in her irises, and hair the color of warm earth, and…