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Stephen is lying in a large puddle.
He is thinking about you being naked.
Sometimes you are naked in your room, or in your bathroom.
He likes the idea of you being naked.
Stephen never gets to see you naked.
Stephen feels jealous of you because you get to see yourself naked all the time.
You are probably beautiful and vulnerable when you’re naked.
He wants to find every bone in your body.
All two hundred and six of them.
He wants to feel them through your naked skin with his fingertips.
He wants to name them as he finds them.
“Clavicle, Manubrium, Sternum”
Outside, Stephen can feel the harsh winter air against his skin.
Stephen is not naked.
Stephen is wearing clothes.
Stephen is lying in a large puddle.
Stephen grabs a little bit of mud with his hands.
Stephen touches his glasses and gets mud on the lens.
His vision is obscured.
He feels like a grain of sand, on a beach, that isn’t a real grain of sand, but is actually a very tiny piece of a clamshell from a clam that died 10 years ago.
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