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Shortlisted for Contest #94 ⭐️
I bury my toes in the sand of Ryde Beach. The layers move from dry and cosy to damp and cloying as my feet undulate like worms. I don’t like the look of them anymore – pale and crusty from years indoors. Years of hospitals. Years of waiting rooms. No one moves to the Isle of Wight to sit inside. That’s what Mum would have said. She used to like the sun on her feet. I remember she would always slip her shoes off when I took her for her walks here, in the early days, before everything. “Wash between your toes,” she always muttered to me when I...
Submitted to Contest #51
I wonder for a moment if I’m going to collapse right here on the pavement. My heartbeat fills my ears so loudly that I can feel pain in my temples. I practice what I’m going to say under my breath again, as if perfecting my rehearsed words will lend my physical body some support. I hadn’t truly imagined myself here, taking in the brick walls, the rose bush that always drooped to the left of the kitchen window, the broken bench that Dad had never gotten around to fixing. It was all still here, barely changed by the new owner. Before I lose my...
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