The Famous Writer (Part Two of Three)
August 15th, 2009 | 
FICTION by Rica
That’s what you get for mocking me.
He insulted me with a genuine smile at my book signing.
But nobody’s smiled after reading me, ever.
Slit throat, gunshot, fall from an 8th floor balcony.
Only deepest hatred appears in my work.
But Nero smiled.
Now I smile genuinely, ogling police in and out of 23 New York, Cubao.
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