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Tweeprose: ‘Untitled: Cut-Up’ by A. N. Gretly (For @SSAboulEla)

Now you see it. Sometimes the things you strive to forget come back to haunt you, no matter how deep you bury them. A young stranger in the crowd waited for the B-train at the North Creekwell station on a … Continue reading

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‘Back To The Asylum:Part Two(Finale)’ by Ahmed Nader Gretly

II Sheer shock struck me from head to toe, my heart jumped into my throat, and I felt a cold cement block at the pit of my stomach. I was on the floor with my back to the wall, looking … Continue reading

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‘A Burn For A Burn:Part Two’ by Ahmed Nader Gretly

II I walked into the room as Butch finished sewing The Doctor’s wounded shoulder; he then splashed the bloody stitches with bourbon, and took a sip himself. The Doctor winced with pain, snatched the bottle from Butch, and took a … Continue reading

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‘Meeting Mr. B. B. Malvern:C.A.M. Experiment’ by Ahmed Nader Gretly

It was Blue. My mind was booming, millions of chaotic images bombarding in there. Bolts of lightning ran under my skin all over my body, it felt as if I was shrinking. Mary was there, she was right next to … Continue reading

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‘Baby, I Have The Blue[s]:C.A.M./Cut-Up Experiment’ by Ahmed Nader Gretly

“It’s like I’m drowning in you,” I whispered to Mary as we sat cross-legged facing each other on the wooden bed in a room on the second floor of The Doctor’s lodge “It’s like I’m trying to stay on the … Continue reading

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‘An Aspersion In Blue II:C.A.M. Experiment’ by Ahmed Nader Gretly

II Someone knocked over an inkbottle inside my cognizance, dense black liquid crept through the deep grooves of my brain, looking for a path to follow in order to make any sense. I tried to form images or letters using … Continue reading

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‘An Aspersion In Blue I:C.A.M. Experiment’ by Ahmed Nader Gretly

I The reason I wandered away from my narrative is that at the moment of my arrival from the Cesspool Asylum, and after seeing Mary still lying in bed, holding a small vile of Blue; my mind took me on … Continue reading

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