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Submitted to Contest #285
I remember waking up on the floor of the dressing room with a terrible crick in my neck. I rubbed my eyes and squinted in the mirror. My ironed-straight hair was frizzed at the part and a thumb-sized hickey peeked out from under my terry zip-up. I couldn’t remember who’d given it to me, which—if I’m being honest, not hugely shocking. Two angry knocks and then: “Caitlin, are you seriously asleep in there again?” I smoothed my hair in the mirror and wiped spittle from my lip. If they didn’t want us sleeping in the dressing rooms, they sh...
Submitted to Contest #284
Anjali left me alone in the apartment so I could collect my things. I’d lived with her for almost four years at this point. The breakup was amicable: she told me I was impeding her productivity and I told her she was as heartless as Sputnik. Then we called each other things so regrettable that we had no choice other than to apologize for them, and afterwards we made love on the carpet for what she called “the absolute very last time, so help me god.” She left immediately afterward, claiming she couldn’t be around me for one more second lest ...
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