#VignetteSeries – Like Milk

Author’s Note: Just in case you ever wondered.

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To flow unadulterated, undiluted from a neck of porcelain perfection, white as bleached bones, soft as melting candle wax, one would have presumed it tasted like milk. One would have presumed many things of my profession, my life. Almost all of course would be wrong. Such is the way with imaginations, they falsify facts. The truth, the salient detail I seek to deliver with aplomb: her blood was metallic. Please, allow me to demonstrate.

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40 thoughts on “#VignetteSeries – Like Milk

      1. It was amazing! I had way too much fun. Then I came home to two feet of snow on the ground and more coming. ๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿ˜•

      2. They’re going to find me, drunk on top of the hill, giant homemade fan in hand. Muttering about how much Richard loves snow.

  1. I got to say, love reading you, not in the gay sense, just hope one day if I really put the work on it, I should be better than you, hold on…. I SHOULD be bett..welll maybe as, just in my way. But sir, love reading your writing.

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