Saturday, July 11, 2009

Flash Fiction Friday

So I read the instructions wrong, kinda misunderstood the assignment. I had 1,000 words to play with but only thought I had 100. So here's my error:
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Winter sleeps under skin, under the last contrived epidermal layer. All the other statues stand jealous in their heat for no one reaches out a curious hand to stroke calf or hand or hem.

“What does it feel like?” he asks, but her steel lips don’t answer. Only the hum of a generator and the coolant rushing through an approximation of veins fills the silence between them.

He reaches a tentative hand to hers, the temperature foreign. “How People Felt When There Was Snow” does not flinch away, but stares into the tomorrow when she will contain more life he.

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