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Allison Anne Richter – flash fiction & other writing Skip to content Menu & Widgets Allison Anne Richter flash fiction & other writing Scroll Down Slope We build mountains in our sleep. Author allisonsabbath Categories writing Posted on July 18, 2019 Leave a comment Passerby She drove a 1965 black Thunderbird. Of course she did. In these nightmares, everything is always exaggerated. It was parked there in the gravel, polished and clean, and then it was gone. I had only seen her briefly, as we passed each other on the old staircase. She was younger, prettier, better. Because that’s what you had told me. Because that’s how you wanted me to feel. I know she doesn’t exist, at least not anymore. And I know this dream is residual at best. It haunts me all the same. I still find myself dropped into versions of that house. Always in an open room, staged, full of people. They whisper about me. They point me out. And then you show up. Las...

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