odd little things
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I used to think my toys moved when I left the room. Then one day I found four raccoons gathered around a gambling table and realized maybe I never completely grew out of imagining secret lives hidden inside ordinary things.
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A few days ago, I let a giant moth into my house. An Owlet I think it was. I don’t know. I’m not an entomologist, (although a few years ago I wanted to be one). Now, a normal person probably would’ve screamed, grabbed a shoe, and started swinging like they were defending the kingdom from…
The Ink Chapel 