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Submitted to Contest #325
It was still an hour before sunrise, the kitchen was dimly lit with an oil lamp sitting on the linoleum floor lighting up the cupboard doors as if the rug were on fire. A cool breeze from the open window climbed up his arm like a secret whispered into the dark. “Why do you use that thing?” William looked up at his wife standing in the doorway leaning on the frame. “We have electricity; you know” she said smiling. He was sitting on the floor next to the oil lamp that he had bought a year earlier from ‘Your junk, my junk’, a thrift store at th...
Submitted to Contest #205
Parasites were living inside my belly, they made a new home there beneath my ribcage. My temperature must have been over a hundred and six. My brain was literally boiling in my skull but in the jungle, there was no thermometer and there was no doctor, there wasn’t even a bed. I lay on the dirt floor watching the full moon beam through the thatch hut window, I felt I could touch it if I could only raise my arm. There were 6 elders sitting in the dirt in a circle around me, three men and three women. I was still wearing the panties...
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