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the dead don't have names - 55. Pale wrinkled fingertips searched my skin for purchase, hooking under an elbow and holding on tight. "I missed your skin when I was east." Bedsheets were twisted around our legs and I couldn't find the strength to untangle them. Her skin was a sanctuary I'd spend my life worshipping.the dead don't have names - 5
"I clicked my heels and wished for you." My whisper was as soft as her kisses and she favored me with more of them. Our lips fit together in a way that was whimsical and our fingertips danced to a tune in our skin.
"You'll never be free of me now." She giggled, her lips light on the fingers that memorized her songs. "I'll be right her


the dead don't have names - 44. She slipped into my bed that night, when she thought I was fast asleep. Her fingers skimmed across my skin, gentle touches like the softest wind. She curled up close to me like she'd done before - wrapping her legs around me and bathing me in her orangeclove scent.the dead don't have names - 4
"I'll tell you a story," she'd whispered, her lips close to my skin, "a story of my time without you. I want you to understand." She whispered for hours of things I hadn't seen. Her hands traced patterns on my skin while her voice painted me pictures of dark Cajun streets and bright city lights. In the morning her scent lingered on the pillow like the ghost of past


the dead don't have names - 33. "I've been thinking about online dating." Smoke drifted from between her lips and one black-painted fingernail tapped a cigarette into the grey ashtray at her elbow. I watched her over the top of an Agatha Christie novel and wondered when things changed.the dead don't have names - 3
"Online dating?" She raised a pierced eyebrow as I echoed her words. Staring out the window and away from me she explained her reasons why.
"No one wants to date me in real life. Maybe I should try things virtually." I frowned behind the paperback in my hands. I thought about bending the corner of the page down - dog-earing it, as they say - and laying it on the t


the dead don't have names - 22. We finally painted those walls she kept mumbling about. The living room became a decadent shade of chocolate raspberry, the kitchen a bright shade of lemongrass green and the bathrooms were sparrow blue and deepest black respectively. Our bedroom was painted a shimmery sort of sand color and she scoured shop after shop for the perfect accessories. Egyptian cotton of the highest thread count and cost, down comforters in just the perfect shade of cream and pillows so soft they felt like you'd laid your head in a cloud.the dead don't have names - 2
At first I questioned it, but after she explained that our bedroom was the only place we were allowed to be, I


the dead don't have names.1. The first time I met her she was wearing sequined shoes. They sit in the back of my closet - our old closet - now, but I remember them vividly. She told me later, between cigarettes and pink-smeared kisses, that she'd hand-sewn all of them on because no one would sell them to her that way. I'd told her she was silly and she'd only given me that crooked sort of grin you always see on the face of heroes when they fall in love and she'd kissed me. 'Creativity isn't silly, beautiful. It's what put a star like you on the planet in the first place.' I'd learned quickly that there was simply no arguing with her and returned her grin.the dead don't have names.
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