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“The plum chair… don’t sit in it.” Howard scolds the uniformed young woman. The woman looks at him, her eyes glassy, she nods and smiles. Light slips through the tilted blinds sailing onto Howard’s lap. His dark chair absorbing the light around it.“And… what are you doing?” Howards eyes follow the busy figure as she takes a duster through his forgotten shelves.She turns to face him, her slender being leans forward. Her lips form each syllable, “I’m cleaning up.”Howard’s eyebrows scrunch together. His mouth purses. His hands rub the...
Submitted to Contest #107
You said that you love me. That was a lie.You said that you cared about me. That was a lie.You said that you knew me. That was a lie. I sit on the cool earth, touching soft soil with my hands, planting things that will grow in love. Thinking about you. And what your love is. And how it’s not truly love. And maybe you can’t discern love from anger. I am growing sage. I am replanting it from the container in my wind...
Submitted to Contest #106
******Death warning******I chose this. She did not.Drip, Drip, Drip “Ashley, please, hurry.” “I can’t,” her helpless voice begins to dim. “Ashley,” I try to hold on to her arm as water begins to break through the cavern, “Come on Ashley, just keep climbing we’ll get out of here soon.”“Layla,” She holds my wrist that is latched onto hers.“Don’t stop, we have to keep going,” water spews into my mouth.“I am just slowing you down. I need you to get out of here safely.”I realize she has sto...
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