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Submitted to Contest #314
I can’t sleep.The ceiling fan hums and chops the thick, hot midnight. Crackled static rises from the monitor on the nightstand. Sticky air holds the songs of crickets and cicadas. A shoulder, turned away, rises and falls with deep, heavy breaths. A shoulder, so cold, it turns our bed to ice.I stand, an ache deep within my belly. I thought the pain would be gone by now. I tiptoe around the bed and quietly close the bedroom door, stepping in a warm puddle of water. I sigh; the flood.I lean against the kitchen sink and close my eyes. Suddenly, ...
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