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Submitted to Contest #183
It's magic hour in Brooklyn on a muggy Friday night and I can feel the month of May settling in. I sit stationary on the edge of the bed, wrapped in a bath towel, eating fruit from a glass bowl as the room's silence washes over me like a cold wave. I stare at the bouquet of flowers Paul bought me two weeks ago. They look wilted and dry and several petals have fallen off the stems. Considering they've been dead for several days, I'm surprised neither one of us has thrown them out. I walk to the desk and toss the flowers in the garbage, placin...
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