Dark glass fell down like rain shattering against the stained bricks and then went silent. Shards glinting in the alley light that no one would see. Screams rang out from above, furtive and distraught like the last cries of the world. The sound of something ending.
Jason was his name and he just got the news.
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Kevin Rolly
Artist working in Los Angeles who creates images from photos, oil paint and gunpowder.
He is writing a novel about the suicide of his brother.
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Intriguing. I'm left wondering what news. Well done.