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Weekly Contest #378
I remember how the men forbade us from sitting on the chairs inside the mourning tent. We paced through the rows of men, arm in arm, squeezing between those arriving hungry for lunch. We were a big group, too, glowering. Noor in our midst. I clapped him on the back every time the men smiled at him—at us—in that pathetic way. As if we were kittens. We weren’t kittens. I knew things; I thought I did. I was the only one in our group who knew how Noor’s dad passed away. A fussy uncle asked us to leave the tent, to make way for cousins bearing p...
Weekly Contest #324
It was dark, and my ears were ringing. I moved slowly, very slowly, a lot slower than I needed to move. I couldn’t breathe. When I gasped, water rushed down my throat and nostrils and choked me. I kicked and thrashed—and woke up sinking. I leapt out of the water, which only rose to my knees. Under bright skies, I keeled over and dry heaved as my reflection stared back at me. I was naked, with my flabby, hairy, brown folds exposed. Yet there was no need for privacy here. Nobody was around. Fields of clouds patched up the sky, and the lights o...
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