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Laurie StoneLaurie Stone -- Embedded WritingA hand moving absently up and down a stranger's back. Lips glimpsed in a rocketing subway car. A body that makes people want things. Maybe something sexual does happen, if you think of sex as a wave that passes between people at odd and inconvenient times and for no reason. I will be planting writing that feels like breath on your neck, or a sidelong glance, or a brush you're not sure is intentional or accidental. The ambiguity can't be resolved and is something you like. |