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S commented on the post, pits 11 months, 1 week ago
She spit the cherry pits on the ground, her cackle crackling like heat lightning.
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S commented on the post, racket 11 months, 2 weeks ago
“Such a racket!” she cried, flapping her arms like bat wings. The eccentric frenzy combined with her expression, dazed under cobwebby lashes, made her look like something from a secondhand store. Truly a relic […]
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S commented on the post, nest 11 months, 2 weeks ago
She cupped her hands like a nest, smiling a smile which, face perched precariously as it was on her tiny little angular shoulders, made her look somewhat top heavy. The white and milky raindrops clung snugly to […]
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S commented on the post, treaty 11 months, 3 weeks ago
The treaty remained unsigned. It sat on his desk, the runny ink of its words colliding like so many spiders, legs stumbling together drunkenly.
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S commented on the post, necessity 11 months, 3 weeks ago
It was the bare necessities that mattered, she remembered as she wiped the baby powder off the table where the child had lain not moments ago. The bare necessities, she recalled from that childhood song, that […]
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S commented on the post, blaze 1 year, 1 month ago
The forest fire came on a July night. The blaze was a ragged, rusty, bleeding cut in the sky, a child’s knee after being scraped, the sweet cut of summer grass, the howls of his friends running ahead of him. He […]
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S wrote about the word destruction 1 year, 8 months ago
The destruction of the hurricane was minor at best. Disappointing, even, she dared to think as she muddled her way through the detritus that had become her yard, gray as thoughts. She had marvelled at the storm’s ability to skirt the recesses of her untroubled mind, the supposedly dramatic winds not even making a dent [...]
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S wrote about the word manager 1 year, 9 months ago
The manager looked down at my from beneath his ginger mustache. I had to resist the urge to flick the point of it to see if it would fall off; it had always looked as though it was attached with Scotch tape to me. At the moment, however, as it was quivering with anger, I [...]
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S wrote about the word maroon 1 year, 10 months ago
I remember thinking his maroon sweater was too hot for the spring weather. It was the kind of day that slipped up on you unexpectedly, chill in the morning but rife with sunlight that began to melt off of the air in great slabs by the afternoon. It illuminated the shards of glass stuck into [...]
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