by Preston Brady III
She let the spider crawl up her arm. It looked harmless.
Before long there was no more air in the casket. The brown recluse expired, content in the dark space.
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Ode to the Recluse by Preston Brady III She let the spider crawl up her arm. It looked harmless. Before long there was no more air in the ca...
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