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Weekly Contest #352
You must not bleed. You learn this first of all. Before love, before knowledge, before faith. You must not bleed. To bruise is unideal but sometimes a blow must be dealt and a weed will flower in return. Though a bruise can be concealed. In fact a bruise may even, kindly, turn to black or grey. It’s the yellow tinge, the purple spots you have to watch out for. But a bruise will not stain. It will not bloom and grow and sink into all you own. It does not demand attention. Blood always calls for it. All eyes turn to the arrival. It can begin a...
“Did you hear?” Lana swings a leg over the table, slinging her corduroy bag under the bench, “there’s a beast.” She sits, rubbing at her lime green bandana as she pulls out her lunch. “Running about town.” When she begins to gnaw at her sandwich, I am reminded of a koi fish, the image exacerbated by her fluorescent orange jacket, and the lily pad coloured headgear. “Thought you were going to say the party was off or something.” I study my own sandwich, counting the seeds in the bread. The vinegar in the BBQ sauce stings my nose in a deliciou...
Weekly Contest #331
By the time the snow stops falling, no one will ever talk to Marley Alfred again. But for now, she will watch as the sky weeps ice dust and the children dance in the cold ash. And she will smile. All plans for the winter Thursday were off as soon as it became clear that a blizzard was coming. Who can focus on arithmetic and copying out documents when the world is turning soft and white and new? There is something about the arrival of new snow that resets everything. Nothing is real during snow fall. The clocks still strike upon the hour but...
Weekly Contest #328
CW: Psychological horror, disturbing imagery It wasn’t always this way. Or was it. Funny the way it all just.Apologies. I shouldn’t. I don’t even. I forget… What was that?Anyway. As I was saying, we try our best here, to create a workplace environment that is. Well. Like another home. So that when you clock in every day, you feel as though you are coming back to family. Work is always better when you have a great team around you, don’t you think? Sorry. I probably shouldn’t be asking you questions. What was your’s again? My mind is all over ...
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