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Submitted to Contest #101
It was her pink suede shoes I remember the most during the mandatory family barbecue. It stood out in the sea of painted toenails and awkward feet marked barefooted on the hot concrete ground. Each time it stayed in one position. In the corner of Auntie Mary and Uncle Stuart. It kind of lingered between them, listening to their conversations but the ends pointed right through their middle. During the fireworks, the shoes would twitch as if its spirit was flying with the sparks in the sky. Then at 8:15 sharp, it would stand and walk right int...
Submitted to Contest #94
Anna: We surround the gold table. All of us. Their eyes slide across one another, everyday it hints to the people we once knew. Their faces have contorted so profusely that I vaguely remember them from my dreams. Especially Ryan, his blue eyes strangely dimmed. I remember how it shone so bright when it met mine under the bleachers, we met there every day during lunch. His blond hair, always ruffled by one girl or the other, never by me though. I promised myself. He sits here now, so humble as he sips from his cup. Does he look happy? Could ...
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