dispatch seven, "Tarn-Pit" by Drew Kalbach, is a fiction of patricide and romance. Here is the first paragraph:
Jean put her bra back on. The clock radio announced, “Twenty minutes of classic rock coming up next after these messages and a word from our sponsors. Have you ever felt alone, like nobody is there?” Jean took her toothbrush from the medicine cabinet and scrubbed her teeth. Outside a police siren blared dull, sharp, then dull again, and Jean spit foamy paste into the sink. She grinned large and looked at her teeth up close. She licked across the surface.
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