The Ladies of Horror
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Where We Used to Play
by Sonora Taylor

Do you remember where we used to play? I do. I think about it every day, that abandoned building that we never quite knew what to call. I said it was a hospital. You said it was a fort. We both agreed it was the perfect place to play.

I still see its walls, smell the earth and mold that I imagined was the smell of bones. I see the gaps that once were windows, light spilling in and turning to shadows the minute it entered the room. I remember seeing you in the light, surrounded by dust that danced in the air as you sketched in your notebook. I looked over your shoulder and saw a creepy, crazy scene of a spaceship, two aliens, and a girl who was all tied up. The aliens had…