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Submitted to Contest #115
Callie looked across the slanted living room floor with one eye squinted shut. The 90’s-style office carpet that spanned the floors of her cramped apartment bit into her chin as she eyed the marble beneath the radiator. It looked black. It wasn’t. She closed her right eye and opened her left. The marble moved two inches to the side. Back-and-forth, she used her counterfeit telepathy to transport the marble. Back-and-forth. Why is she laying on the floor? Simple: She can’t get up. Why can’t she get up? Because she died two...
⭐️ Shortlisted for Contest #113
This is my worst nightmare. My daughter’s hair is not brown but it’s not red either. Her eye color lives in the space where blue tickles green. She has one dimple on her right cheek and none on her left. She was born at 7:26 am on a Tuesday in October. 20 minutes after a sunrise that we wouldn’t have seen if we had wanted to look. It was cloudy. We were busy. My sister-in-law said she never saw a baby look so much like their mom. That is, secretly, very satisfying. She’s the neatest little human. She likes rocks, animal figurines...
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