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Weekly Contest #47
"Leave?" he laughed at you yesterday.Don't miss your window.You should probably have a more specific destination in mind at this point, but don't worry too much about that now. It's already quarter past two; that gives you four hours to put some miles between you and this house. As if there are enough miles in the world to put between you and this house. Whatever you can cross in four hours will have to suffice for now. By tomorrow, who knows? Cities and fields and entire oceans could spread between now and then. Feelings and people and plac...
Weekly Contest #40
I don’t even love you anymoreOrange-flavored clouds slipping above us, melting into the setting sun. Soft velvet summer air in our lungs. The valley that raised us below, beneath the mountains we always talked about climbing; the landscape of our lives.And there we are. Sweet and young and somehow both innocent and ruined in the same breath. Ruined by life, I guess. But innocent in love. Lying shoulder to shoulder on my old trampoline, laughing up at the sky, despite everything. That song fills my right ear and your left one through your bat...
Weekly Contest #38
"You're the one who fell down the stairs?!" I laughed. My head fell back against the smoke-stained brick wall. "I thought those guys from 808 were mattress surfing again!"Her cackle burst somewhere above me. It bounced down the fire escape stairs, resonating between the chipped plaster window panes, filling the small balcony outside my apartment with sound. It was startling, but not unpleasant. I continued to laugh too, remembering Sunday night. The crashes and bangs that had woken me up at 2:36am. I had been annoyed then, moaning and tuggin...
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