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Submitted to Contest #241
There was that time in Beirut when they sat close together on a dilapidated double bed and smoked their way through an entire pack of Lucky Strikes and he cried and she didn’t cry at all and they decided to end it. She loved him like he was sunlight. She wasn’t in love with him anymore. It will be ok, she promised, and loveloveloved him. He had already done that thing that would ruin it. She wouldn’t know about that for a long time, yet. He had been in love with Corinne back then, his entire body buzzing with it. Maybe, he thought late...
Submitted to Contest #140
She is quite old now, and her life is very different from how she imagined it would be, when she was younger. Not bad different, necessarily, and maybe not good different either, just absolutely and completely different. When she was young she was adventurous, she tried everything once, said yes to every offer that came her way. She never lived anywhere for more than a year. Her friends were used to this, to her nomadism, she was home and gone, visited Oslo and lived all over the world, working and not working, studying and not studying, the...
Submitted to Contest #123
“Well, that was dramatic.” Arthur said out loud to the empty room, looking towards the open window from where his longtime colleague, Neville Flange, had just defenestrated himself. With a sigh Arthur got up from his creaky office chair, totteted a few steps in the direction of the window, then abruptly came to his senses and swerved back towards his desk. Having never claimed to be of especially hardy stock, Arthur could not imagine it would do him much good to gaze upon whatever shape his colleague had assumed after what was bound to have ...
Winner of Contest #40 🏆
They fall in love in the slow way of people who are unconcerned with bodies. Some weekends they go away together and stay in hotels, they travel on buses through mountain passes, one of them watching the world through the window and listening to music, the other asleep on her shoulder. At some of the hotels, they share a bed, and at others, they don’t, it makes no difference to them. They choose different restaurants every night, because despite their constant companionship they live by the mantra of variety being the most important aspect o...
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