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Weekly Contest #323
I made another big mistake last week. I was in Walmart – they have stores in China now - when I was seduced by the girl holding the instant kettle. She might have been Southeast Asian and had flawless brown skin and long, glossy hair. Her smiling face with its dark, sensuous eyes was a metre long and slightly blurred - only the kettle itself was in sharp focus. This poster girl did not sexually seduce me - her gummy smile and white t-shirt hinted at something wholesome. Rather, she seduced me with the idea in her hands. The blurb, once I'd ...
Weekly Contest #286
The gravedigger wiped the sweat from his brow and planted his shovel in the heap of fresh soil by his side. The pale sun hung over the yew trees at the far edge of the churchyard and the headstones cast long shadows across the gravel pathway. “Afternoon, Annie,” he said to a hunched figure intersecting the shadows on the gravel. “Off to pick up the young ‘un?” “Yes,” the figure replied with a smile and a perfunctory nod, before continuing along the pathway toward the primary school. Her eyes scanned the names engraved on the final row of hea...
Weekly Contest #262
The cool summer rains lashed the paved streets radiating from the ancient Drum Tower on the cusp of Xi’an’s Muslim Quarter. Throngs of tourists skipped between grimy puddles beneath a field of umbrellas, shielding t-shirts and summer dresses from the deluge. The murky sky, which cleaved the heavens and this ancient Chinese city, had loomed ominously all morning. Thirteen million smartphones, alive to the threat, had convulsed with yellow warnings for storms and heavy rain. Undeterred, the street vendors lined the alleyways, stationed behind ...
Weekly Contest #258
Dr Mather’s husband retrieved the photographs from the attic sometime one Saturday afternoon in late summer. They came to him by chance when, stooping beneath the rafters, he spotted a tear in an insulation roll tucked into one corner of the loft floor. His curious hand had burrowed deep into the woollen pile and pulled out one of those photo wallets used for returning printed photographs. It had lost the glossiness of its heyday, but was dry and the logo of the now-defunct camera company was visible beneath a stock photo of a family pi...
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