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Submitted to Contest #218
Anne lay on the living room sofa, whose seating cushions, leather-clad, cicatrized, glued themselves onto her uncoated butt cheeks and lower back. The sofa blue, the cushions brown and the scars about to show up, before long, as gray indentations where as yet the erosion of its leather incrustation was merely perceptible by amalgamating with the sofa in a likewise private pose. She lolling, the springs squeaking, the noonlight enveloped her woman’s body from a different angle with every movement. She drew herself up; tilted her head to the l...
Submitted to Contest #143
A gigantic field of rapeseed encloses my view; it’s a vision of intense yellow opposed by a foul odor that arises from some withered blossoms. I don’t halt at this rich sight, because my lungs demand the freshness I was coming for and the rapeseed corrupts it too hardly. Still, there’s notice of the fresh scent I’ve been awaiting to enwrap me. It feels so close that I’m nervous with excitement.I continue walking down the sidewalk parallel to the rapeseed field, but my view merely touches it – it’s concentrated on the nearing trees, not the y...
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