TWENTY DOLLAR SHOES
May 09, 2019
1 minute
Flash fiction by Amanda Huggins
Illustration by Jade Moore
he man’s elbow digs into my ribcage, but I don’t move. I need his tourist dollars. We’re pressed together on the narrow bed in a mess of frowzy sheets, and his sagging
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