SHORT STORY: A Short Story by Stephen J. Golds

SHORT STORY - A Short Story - - Stephen J Golds
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‘A women sat by a river once asked me “why?” I didn’t know what to say to her. I told her it was a good question and then I slit her throat. It’s not a hunger. Nor a thirst. It’s more like defecation. A bowel movement. Something that I need to do.’

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