
| FIRST IMPRESSIONS You are a single fingerprint on the doorknob: the evidence of almost leaving. Loops and whorls form a stain in this room with that door and that doorknob. The only forensic detail that they'll find, on the side of the doorknob, in the last place searched. A clear and honest fingerprint, pressed down firmly, definitely, (Clear, but not clean.) You are dirt: filth, the evidence of your oily presence in this room with that door and that doorknob. You were here, but the balminess of skin hung in the hair after you left your fingerprint behind, and though you are miles away, no amount of polishing will remove your imprint. |
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| Michelle Zimmermann | ||
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