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Submitted to Contest #156
She collected friends in the summertime like butterflies pinned to a sheet. They were locked under her glass frame, and her claw-like fingernails drove each one into the white canvas behind them so that they spread their wings but only to look pretty, never to fly away. She told them things she thought they’d want to hear. Pretended to be interested in their everyday affairs. Asked about their parents, but looked down when they started to explain their father’s visit to the hospital or their mother’s stint in rehab.&nb...
“Don’t you remember?” the intern had said to me earlier that day. We’d been at work. He’d wandered into my office with that traditional sly smile of his. “You said you’d come out with us tonight.” It wasn’t a good idea, considering we worked together. It wasn’t a good idea, considering I was attracted to him and he had a girlfriend waiting for him not so far away. That evening, when I pressed foundation onto the dark circles beneath my eyes, I repeated the phrase, hoping that it would stick this time. It’s not a good idea.&nbs...
Submitted to Contest #149
Five pins hovered above the shiny polished wood, hanging from their necks. Below them, their brothers knocked together before bustling into the black pit, disappearing from sight. Daisy Miller stood at the tail end of the lane and watched the remaining five settle where 10 once stood. She inhaled slowly, paused a moment, and then swung. Crash! The row of white was torn in two by the hurtling purple blur. Daisy raised her hands in victory and delighted in the sound of her friends cheering behind her. ...
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