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Submitted to Contest #143
CW: non-graphic nudity, fear of deep water (thalassophobia)Marcus held his ice cream cone between the ring and middle finger of his left hand. His thumb and forefinger clutched the steering wheel. A particularly syrupy dribble of Rocky Road threatened to slip down the rim of the cone and onto his cargo shorts. I twisted the knob of the radio to my favorite station. Hip-hop blared out of the speakers and blended into the harmony of cicadas. My own ice cream, strawberry, had been reduced to a soggy nub of a cone. I clutched it fruitlessly...
Submitted to Contest #73
Our winters were wet, not white. The sky would remain a tumultuous soup of gray, stirring and churning until it unleashed its fury upon us like water balloons on concrete. Perfect weather for one to stew in a mood. I ignored the lurch in my stomach as my mother yanked the wheel, taking a particularly sharp turn. “Damn it, Eliza!” she yelled in between transmission whines, “We’re late! If you hadn’t spent so much time in the bath...” I stared out the window, at moss and ferns, tuning her out. Overhead and on either side, everg...
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