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Submitted to Contest #40
KATH: The walls are melting. Again. I imagined this scene over and over again. Countless times. It's always when my hands find themselves gripping my beloved amber-toned violin that I envision this scene. I strum the four strings stretched taut on my violin, the melodies comforting my ears. Ears that were worn down from the hours of screaming from a few days ago. I'm sitting at the interrogation table in a white-walled prison, the walls melting into puddles as the police question me. My hands are tied b...
Submitted to Contest #37
It all started when I decided to clean out the closet. Sunday mornings were sacred——the rumble of New York City hadn't quite started up just yet, and my entire flat was silent—just the way I liked it. With a cup of my homemade matcha latte in one hand, I attacked the monstrosity of my closet with sheer determination that I reserved only for Sundays. I pushed open the two, white doors of my walk-in closet. Daring red heels and black pumps lined the bottom racks whereas my various jumpsuits and little black dresses scatt...
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