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Page 3 of “An Exorcism” - The script, in case it may be difficult to read in this compressed JPEG: “It I went to my uncle’s Wilmington, NC house to clear the property after his death. The front door loomed, ominous; a glorious black shadow gaping wide like an open mouth- above me, around me- SWALLOWED. I heard its grumbling at our presence in the whisper of the floorboards as we tip-toed through its dusty belly out into the overgrown acre backyard. I touched a still-blooming azalea, lifting its tender head to the sun. My mother, somewhere, was crying. I could have picked her the flower… But I chose to let it grow.” [Tombow marker, micron]
