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Weekly Contest #379
“How are you doing?” “Fine.” Derrick twists his pen in his fingers, watching her over the rim of his glasses. The lenses glint in the light streaming through the southern windows of the office. “Okay. How are you feeling?” “Fine.” “Eleanor.” Ellie’s mouth purses. She hates being called that name. She taps her fingers on the arm of the chair to Van Gogh by Virginio Aiello. Her eyes are fixed on the windows, watching a bird twitter at the feeder on the other side of the glass. The skin around her eyes tightens. “I didn’t sleep well. How a...
Weekly Contest #337
WARNING: Brief mentions of blood and cuts. Nothing graphic. “How could you do this? How could you keep this a secret from me, from our family?” Jade’s voice rises in pitch as she stares at me angrily, her eyes red with tears. My heart feels like it’s on fire, sinking into my ribcage like a stone, burning me all the way through. I clench my teeth, looking down at the shattered bowl on the floor, the ruined cookie batter spilling across the kitchen tile. The batter is new. Usually I don’t make it far into my confession before my sister drops...
Weekly Contest #293
Lily rests her elbow against the van door, her chin in her palm as she watches the scenery streak by outside the window. Grassy fields rippling in the wind, populated by sparse trees and livestock. The bright blue sky stretching above, dotted with fluffy clouds like the ones she used to make shapes out of as a kid. Today, her family is going to the lake for the first time. She’d helped her mom pack a picnic basket and a bag of spare clothes, in case anyone gets messy; but everyone knows this trip isn’t just for fun. Lily’s gaze slides to t...
Weekly Contest #292
The shadows of raindrops dance across the ceiling above Weston’s head. He tracks them with his eyes, watching the way they mingle with the colored spots of light coming in from the windows across the room. City lights, the red, white and blue of emergency vehicles; the glow from the dance club across the street with its vibrant neon cyan and lime sign. He can hear the thump of music even from here, in his apartment on the third floor. Hear the wail of sirens driving past on the streets below. Manhattan is awake and thriving, despite the col...
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