We’ve been here before. The ground is red, thick, and muddy.  Algae green water boils below us, and just before you grab my hand there’s a blue white jolt of lightning, then a deep clap of thunder, and the trees are dripping down cold onto our shoulders.

 

 

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"... all my lovers were there with me, all my past and futures."

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