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Submitted to Contest #188
Content warning—mental health, drug/alcohol abuse, suicide. My life is perfect. My life is beautiful, and more than I could ever have known I wanted. My life is long enough to know what happiness means. My partner and I never marry—we are always better off as friends. We consider it, when we find out she is pregnant at nineteen just after I turn twenty, a product of the leftover teenage lust we never truly wasted from our systems during years of on-off foolish dating. We never decide if we make a mistake, or ...
Submitted to Contest #184
New York City Summer 2035 Taker says freckles are a commodity. That was his answer when I said I didn't like mine—something about a privilege to show how long I've spent in the light, like the everybodies who live on the skylevel roofs or out in the flats instead of us asphalt-and-shade nobodies. I said he should learn what "commodity" means, instead of just reading the word somewhere and using it halfway out of context. (At least he's reading again.) You can't buy or sell freckles, though I wish I could. I accumulate them fa...
Submitted to Contest #183
Content Warning: This work contains direct mentions and depictions of suicidal ideation and detailed suicide planning. Simulation: CHOICE. You are playing as: |________ Mode: [_] Simple .............[X] Average .............[_] Difficult You are equipped: [X] Well Your circumstances are: [X] Stable Your emotions are: [X] Manageable .....................................[X] Predictable .....................................[X] Rational Objective: [_] Sloth ....................[_]...
Submitted to Contest #169
Content warning: Contains depictions of gender dysphoria. Does NOT contain transphobia/intentional misgendering. ------------------------------------------------------- I waited in darkness, paused amongst gravestones and decorated plots blanketed by stormclouds. A flash cleft the sky, a blinding display, lightning illuminating the plants and wild bouquets and trinket decorations arranged over the ground. Darkness returned. "Yes!" Crow yelled, incorporeal, from the far-off shadows before me. I applauded them. The beat of m...
Submitted to Contest #168
-------------------------------------------------- Trigger Warning: Death, alcohol use -------------------------------------------------- Summer erases what you used to be, packs bags of long-lost truth Sunrise kills immortality, matures a wasted youth For seven years, you haven't stopped running. At sixteen, you stopped looking back. A product of spite and apathy and the American South, you could've had things so much worse. Still, you made the choice that a different life would be better,...
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