Elise Goldstein
Confessional Bastion Oubliette The Recollection Project And the girl said to herself, “We have laid out these offerings that we may sacrifice their purity for the loss of our own.” And she said, smiling, "Mommy, today my therapist told me that in my next life I'll come back as a cat and there won't be so much pain." Once Upon... And her mother said to her, “Pumpkin, you can’t keep your dolls in the dryer or you’ll have no clean clothes to wear. We can’t have you running around naked.” To which the little girl replied, “But how else can I keep them clean and warm?” And she said to her mother, "I found a dead bird on my walk today. I buried her in a shoebox under my bed. She'll be safe there." And her mother said to her, “Honey, you know better than to put your toys in the freezer. We’ll have no room for food.” To which the little girl replied, “But mommy, won’t they last longer in there?” And the woman said to her, "Tell your secrets to the birds, child. When they stop their crying, slit them, and so too will your memories hush themselves." And she said to him, "But you're much too big to come in my house. Surely if you try you'll get stuck." And she said to him, "But my bed is far too short for you. Just see how my toes nearly dangle over the edge." And she said to him, "But grown-ups don’t go to tea parties. And besides, the sugar pot’s empty." And she said to him, "But please sir, the bubbles are so flimsy. If you stick one with your finger it'll burst." The Envoy to Autoverbalia & The "Plus One" Theory
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