Coffee and Sugar excerpt ₢2013

Joao was without word and without definition. He felt entirely strange as though he were engorging with shame that could explode at any moment. He tried thinking of Jesus but as he did, he was reminded of the licking tongue of this harlot who sat perched upon his body like a vulture upon a tiny infant’s withering carcass and it excited him in a fearing and powerless kind of way.

Coffee and Sugar excerpt ₢2013


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