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I lived a few blocks from the subway. I tried to walk home. I'm still walking and I don't even know where home is anymore.
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If you are looking for free zombie short stories, free zombie flash fiction, and even zombie poems, you've come to the right zombie blog. This is an author blog for Alexander Z Pain. It provides zombie stories, and musings on fiction writing, the zombie genre, zombies, The Walking Dead, and more. #WorldsofPain
Wednesday, August 5, 2020
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Zombie Cinquain Poem: The Quiet
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