In Place

He cupped his right knuckles in his other palm and looked through the
greasy windows that softened the world outside. Her sobs were quiet and
the welt on her face slowly became tumescent.
“It’s for your own good,” he said.

Liam Jose

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One Response to In Place

  1. Anoy Enemous says:

    this is good. Although the use of the word tumescent demonstrates superciliousness