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Weekly Contest #32
In a world full of superheroes, what’s worse than having no superpower at all? Having the world’s worst superpower. Okay, I’ll admit, perhaps my power isn’t the absolute worst, but it certainly isn’t flashy. And nowadays, the flashier, the better. The Flash, with his speed. Wonder Woman with her Lasso of Truth and fighting skills. Batman with his… okay, Batman doesn’t really count, but the media is a sucker for those brooding mysterious types. &n...
Weekly Contest #29
Oliver hated his life. At the ripe old age of 9, Oliver found many problems with everyone. Mrs. Callahan, for example, his math teacher. Why did she always wear such strong perfume? Was she masking a stench so impossibly horrible that nothing less than an entire bottle of J'adore Eau de Parfum could fight it? Or Davek, the boy to his right during art class. Did he always have to be so messy? Yes, Oliver fully understood that they were nine and ‘mess’ was usually the expected aftermath of children of ...
Shortlisted for Contest #27 ⭐️
As much as Abel loved his wife, the smell of roast pig in the sweltering Arizona summer air made him fall in love in ways he’s never experienced before. The sun was strong and held the kind of power that conducted heatwaves to reach their twisting hands from the ground to the sky, cutting through stale air and red sunlight. Abel had been sweating in places he used to be sure he couldn't sweat; summer in Arizona does that to you, no matter how quickly you move through and how much water you douse yourself in. “How many flies ...
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