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Submitted to Contest #78
Lilly had gotten used to the nights blurring into days, the days and weeks blurring into months, and the seconds blurring into eternity. But what she couldn’t handle was the way the words on the pages of her beloved books were blurring in her mind. Her one true escape from the numbing depression, looming dread, and debilitating anxiety had been taken away. And she realized, without that there was nothing left. She tried to power through, but grew frustrated as her eyes danced across the words, unable to extract comprehension, never ab...
Submitted to Contest #71
Amy thought she had concocted a fool proof plan, which would prove to be foolish as she was not the only one who had ulterior motives for the cookie exchange. She had not even baked so much as a sleeve of pre-made cookie dough before, but she added meticulously researched ingredients to her cart with aplomb. Wes was the first to arrive, as was customary for the role of best friend. The dollar store decorations clashed harshly with his designer clothing and the haphazard poinsettia placement offended his well-coiffed hair. He eyed Amy’s...
Submitted to Contest #67
We had friends in high school, but after that we kind of drifted our own way. Now we have each other. And we have drinking. And for a while, that was enough. Drinking was our hobby and we were very skilled. Practice makes perfect and we practiced a lot. Imagine how good I’d be at piano if I’d practiced with the same dedication I gave to drinking. I’d be a regular fucking Beethoven. But instead, my art is shotgunning a beer and mastering the game of flip cup. How beautiful. We started dating in high school and started drinking in coll...
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