KNIFE

by: Dakotah Patnode    All I remember thinking: Do it.  Do it.  Do it.  Do it.  Do it.  Do it.  Do it.  If I don’t do it, I’m going to die.  I have to do it.  I have to do it.  There was a quick moment of relief as I slipped the knife between my... Continue Reading →

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