Arlock writes (personal). An outlet for Glossolalia

Smiley


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Smiley watches from atop the wall.

Jagged teeth, black and cracked give him his name. Teeth that rise from that dark mouth like tombstones in a graveyard.

Smiley knows where each small dead thing goes.

Of course he knows; he eats them.

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