Therapy

Regina didn’t understand—or, rather, she understood too much. She watched herself from a few feet above the therapy chair, performing a kind of kinetic dissociation.

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A white horse wearing a silver-gilded helmet with large white tufted feathers sticking out of it and matching epaulettes will still stink.
God said fatherhood is a blessing, but his father went to jail for impregnating his mom.
This must be where all the big kids go when they’re allowed to be outside for lunch, when they can cross a street without holding a mommy or daddy’s hand.
Don’t get me started on the whole drug thing.
The onion splits open and immediately begins to move.