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Missing Days

Missing Days

What did they look like your five days, they would ask. And I would say, well, they were quiet and sunny and cool and would have lasted a long time. But they just disappeared. I suspect foul play, actually. They had no reason to run away or hide. They would look at me...
Flash

Flash

The sky was that color that reminds you painfully of the fact that you are colorblind and will never know your love’s hair true hair color, either. She sighed and wrapped up the last of her utensils. “Forget it,” she said to the monkey that had...
Perspective

Perspective

He looked around. The landscape looked normal enough. The hills in the distance shrouded in the ever-present mist, the rice fields a sea of green in the hazy afternoon light. He took a few deep breaths, immersing himself in the peace and tranquility of the scene. The...