Thursday, 8 September 2016

Hot Stuff



I could have prevented their deaths.

No matter how many times people would try to tell me otherwise, would spout clichéd platitudes about how there was no way to know and that I shouldn’t blame myself, the scene would be thrown back up and replay itself in my mind.

The three of them, leaning out the windows of the cheap car from the nineties, all of them saying how much they’d like to engage in sexual acts with me.

The rage inside me.

The fireball that formed in my hand…

I could have prevented their deaths.

But they deserved them.

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