I'm not talking about Hamilton's tendency to join two complete sentences with a comma, or mutilate tenses in dialogue/f The feel of his mouth locked on my neck was like a trap, the ardeur sucking him down through his mouth, and he, sucking my blood, feeding, swallowing, drinking me down. I wanted to feel his lips on mine, feel the brush of his skin under my hands. The dark shape out there, skimming along obscuring Roosevelt Island, was heading southdownriver.
Don't go there, I said. The voice modulated, became almost refined. What can I possibly learn by fishing around in that mess? Probably not a goddamned thing, he said. “We have ithere,” As she was speaking she unwrapped a long package and handed Philip the Sword of Parmagon.
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