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﹒Honey Trap / Synopsis
Girls gulp a woman's grief, a shattered visage of what could be strewn out to sea. Memories inherited by loneliness, forced out among the reef. The shame of being seen is all consuming, it is unusual and tragic and alive.
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FanfictionI am a half full jar of honey on a sunlit kitchen shelf.