Initiate Most likely the fear arrived with a clown too soon. Unlike the more subtle disguises, and always mother and her kind, the silent siren of the red nose said—be afraid—recalling faces in the car pulled over, the anger afterward, or the streak of red, the scream-engine passing—buried for a nightmare. It was the latex... Continue Reading →

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