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Submitted to Contest #55
I’m not going to apologize.Delivered I’m not going to apologizeBecause I do believe that I deserved betterGhosting was immature on my partI’ll admit thatBut honestlyI needed to get outI couldn’t handle itI wasn’t strong enough to handle itYou became an obligationAnother piece of my well-beingThat I was supposed to just willingly sacrificeFor your peace of mindPerhaps it was selfishBut you took so much from me thatI didn’t even know who I was without youHow much of me was I supposed to give up?I had no one to turn toNone of our friends knewTh...
Submitted to Contest #54
You want to learn how to knit. Why? You have no clue.Okay, that’s incorrect. You do have a motivation that marginally makes sense.The reason is this.Actually, to know the reason, you have to go back to Stage 3 of whatever this funk is, somewhere between Day 133 to Day 152. You have to sit and marinate in the stew of emotions before you can try and fail to put it into words.Ready? No.Stage 1 is denial deception.It’s fine, you’re fine, everything is fine. You respond to texts asking hey, how are you? with utterly fallacious, exuberant, positiv...
🏆 Winner of Contest #44
The chance of you breaking up with me right now is 19.67%.That’s lower than the chance of a long-distance relationship failing but higher than the chance of rolling doubles on two dice.We stand around awkwardly. This is the last time I’ll see you for an undetermined amount of time, as if you’re just another high school friend that I lost touch with after graduation. We spent the whole day together but now that you’re leaving, all I can think of are questions, not goodbyes. In some ways, this is like the end of our first date all over again, ...
Submitted to Contest #43
The lab instructor claps to get our attention. “If you’ve read your lab manuals, you know that today we’re performing transformations.”***According to biologists, transformation is the act of introducing foreign DNA into bacteria.I am a biologist.At least until I get into med school.***Step 1 in a transformation is to retrieve the competent bacterial cells from the -80oC freezer and thaw them on ice. “Competent” here means that our E. coli cells have been treated with calcium chloride to make them pliant and more likely to uptake foreign DNA...
Submitted to Contest #42
“You want me to murder you.”He stood facing the wall, staring at a photograph of her in a sunflower field.“Appreciate it!” she joked. “It’s not every day I ditch my common sense and wear a fancy dress just so you can stage a few pictures to post on Instagram. I even smeared on lipstick, for God’s sake.” He turned her shoulders to face the camera. “I’m not sharing these to Instagram,” he replied. “They’re for me to hang up at home.” “That’s even worse, I’ll have to stare at my face every day.”But she wouldn’t, he thought frantically. She woul...
Stella watched the doors slide open.Walk, she told herself. Walk, you coward, it’s just another appointment. The cool air hit her as she entered, giving her goosebumps.She strode down the hallway of the hospital, her fists clenched tightly over the straps of her backpack. Besides the registration desk and the alcove to the elevators, the first floor was foreign to her, but she preferred not to ask for help. Asking for directions always made her feel stupid, as if she were once again the only girl in an engineering lecture who could not under...
Dreamy zephyr. Has nebulous thoughts.
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