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Weekly Contest #361
I strike to burn; the flame returns. Finding I’m lost and found whenever you’re around. I feel it coming down.Give me what I never ask for. Give me the drug you know I’m after.Connect me, and you can be the chemical.(Slow Chemical by Finger Eleven) The hut was draped in ivy like a jacket and softened by moss. Smoke curled from a crooked chimney, carrying the scent of peat and marjoram.Rowan approached along the narrow path. Twisted ash and yew trees arched overhead, almost stitching the sky closed, the late-afternoon sunlight filtering throu...
Weekly Contest #343
Edith Jenk learned to be unseen long before anyone thought to watch her.By seventy-five, she had become so profoundly ordinary that people edited her out of their memories while she was still in the room. That suited her perfectly. It is much easier to spy on people who have already decided you’re just an old dear with a floral teacup.She lived alone at Number 12 Wattle Court, in a country town so Australian it looked like a picture on a tourist tea towel. Snake vine strangled fences, roofs rattled in summer storms, and a local dam everyone ...
Weekly Contest #317
Friday night at the Razzelberry Family’s home;“Dad, I’ve got your pizza, it’s getting cold, come out of the dunny!” Lenny yelled at the toilet door.“Just close your eyes, don’t breathe, and bring it in to me, mate,” Dad suggested. “I’m going to be in here a while.”Lenny balanced the box on his hand as he ran in and out of the toilet like a ninja. He’d shoved the pizza at the direction of his dad’s head, heard a satisfied “cheers,” and bolted back out before the smell could catch him.Mum clapped her hands from the kitchen and announced, “It’s...
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