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In the beginning, we soared. We knew the crackle of constellations, the heat of worlds unborn. Our coupling was cosmic. He said it was in the stars. Delicately, he probed me, mound and crevice, plane and orb. He showed me his craft. When the nights grew cooler, I should have returned to earth. But he… Continue Reading Abduction, Again. by Janis Butler Holm
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