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Into The Fire A Grey's Anatomy Fanfiction.
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We don't think about the terror of one person, aching in one place, alone. Untouched, unspoken to. Watering a plant. Slices of doom like taffeta. People are not good to each other. People are not good to each other. People are not good to each other. Charles Bukowski, The Crunch
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THERE ARE THREE KEY STEPS TO STARTING A FIRE.
ONE: LIGHTING A MATCH. Scraping chaos out from the underbelly of creation and learning to call the empty space it leaves behind a body. The year is nineteen eighty-seven, and when the cry of a peculiar, holy thing falls upon the city of Seattle, it is known to sound something like this: a seed that is planted but does not bloom must've been meant to perish; a blaze left unsnuffed will burn, furious and fervid, until there is nothing left for it to destroy.
The year is NINETEEN EIGHTY-SEVEN . . . and – for the first time in our known history – a flame rises, flourishing, from the throes of America's wettest city; a baby is born inside of a matchbox, becomes destined to build a future for herself out of hip-bones and gunpowder and matchsticks and still-warm organs imprisoned in styrofoam containers, learns that she is nothing if not a conglomeration of others' unwanted remnants. When she is cut from the flesh of one woman's womb, then placed into the weary, age-spotted arms of another — leaving ash trails littered like snakeskins in her wake — the first advice that the doctor gives Katherine Cagle is a warning.
