Beneath the door I see a light.

It's four a.m. in apartment three.
A sealed room.
Muted sounds.

I turn the knob.



The door is gone.
Yellow light.


Kitchen floor.


Just her back.
An old woman is at the cutting board.
Her old bent back.

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Short, abrupt chopping jerks.


How do you like that?
I died in my sleep.


Face down.
Face down.
Just a little dream I had.



It was more than real.
Face down.
She turns around.


Smiles up at.


Laughing teeth into me.
Silver gleam and out.