This is the way the world ends by Helen Rickerby





This story is about remembering

and forgetting



Not knowing where you are

or if it's real



But you can die with a martini in your hand



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The girl in pink, skating towards you

has an automatic weapon

behind her back



and this drug will take you to Jesus

if Jesus is a chorus-

line of short-skirt nurses



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There is too much sun in California

for shadows



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There are

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