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Weekly Contest #114
I have a tentacle instead of a right arm. I have a tentacle instead of a right arm. I have a tentacle instead of a right arm. I have a tentacle instead of a right arm. I have a tentacle instead of a right arm. I have a tentacle instead of a right arm. I have a tentacle instead of a right arm. I have a tentacle instead of a ri I’m supposed to write it ten times but my left hand starts shaking so I can’t hold the pen steady and the back of my head is buzzing and I have to do deep breaths like Dr. Spinoza showed me. In for four counts, out for ...
Weekly Contest #96
I could tell it was going to be a guest room night as soon as I got home. I might have even known instinctively when I’d woken up next to you this morning, drenched in your sweat from all the way across the bed; maybe that’s why I left work early. My boss is almost begging me to take time off, “all the time you need,” he says, but I know you’d rather I go. It’s a small cage, our house. Not enough room for both of us to be trapped inside. You were on the couch when I get home. I told you about my day, which was boring, so I added in goofy ex...
I wouldn’t have done it if it weren’t for the kid. “That thing’s gonna be totalled,” I said to Sharona. “Water’s already almost up past the tires.” “Why don’t you invite them in, then?” she said, not looking up from her cookbook. Whatever she was making, it smelled bad. I laughed. Wrong move. She wasn’t joking. “Invite them in our house?” “Our driveway must be higher ground than the street. They could wait out the storm in here with us.” “I am not inviting some randoms into my house,” I said, but I was already putting on my boots and w...
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Micah remembers what happened the first time he picked the door on the left. He tried not to go during school usually, but this had been an emergency. As he approached, he saw there was a line, and panicked. He decided to do another loop of the hallway instead. When he made it back, there was no one around. He walked towards the door on the right out of habit, then paused. He was already late to class; another minute to think wouldn’t hurt. His eyes flipped from door to door. Maybe he could just hold it. No, he needed to go now. Trying not ...
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