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The chalk marked body twisted against the sidewalk square with fingernails pressed inside the neck; her face shined a mysterious shock like that of a child discovering the truth about Santa Claus. Flags were lowered, spirits were dropped with hope. The world lost the venerate shine it once had in its eyes. Habitual smiles inverted with cruel symmetry.

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3 comments so far

  1. soulbrush on

    omg how beautifully written.

  2. daydreamer on

    That last sentence–so haunting! A painting of words!

  3. bobc on

    very good. evokes images vaguely disturbing but real


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