little instances.

my name is allen tingley.
i write condensed fiction from your titles.
it seemed easier than stalking you.

DRUNK AND SEVERED HEADS

The boys have been on New Guinea for fourteen years and seventy days. de Torres sailed off. Teacher and nurses dead by 1622. Their copas y espadas long rotten away, they sit around the table under the tree outside the shanty church, shuffling dried leaves with charcoal drawn drunk and severed heads, a code to winning or losing, playing threes and fives, betting homemade weapons or what was once Ynigo’s red shirt on a fair run of the cards, and the ocean, there the whole time; just, eventually not worth waiting for. not when the next card is coming around.

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