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A DAMNED SOUL SKULKS HIS ASS OUT THE DOOR STRAIGHT INTO A CITY BUS
Justin A. Clark
**trigger warning: suicide**
DRAMATIS PERSONAE
GOD, a nonexistent, or at least apathetic, entity
MYSELF, a damned soul
A CIGARETTE, the last thing to grace my lips
LUCA, my son, the only thing that mattered
BUS DRIVER, the first variable in the means of escape
THE BUS, the second variable in the means of escape
FIRST STEP, the love left behind
SECOND STEP, the dreams unfulfilled
FINAL STEP, the guilty farewell
Scene. Indiana. Probably sooner than you think.
PROLOGUE.
A shitty, old house in the center of town.
About the Author
Justin Clark is a single father. He has an Associates of Science in History and an Associates of Art in Philosophy. His work has been featured in The Tecumseh Review and Southchild Lit.