8am. beyond her usual waking time. she yawned and stretched and yelled out cathartic. early sun thru blinds made lines on her body and face and across the sheets. she watched Ripley strike the man in the head with a glass ashtray, the night before, and dreamed she had committed an unspeakable crime. she had not been feeling well and needed the rest. #katyamills
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