Scar
by Deborah Oster Pannell
The scar on his eyelid made me want to fuck him. Made me think, he probably has great endurance. "What a coincidence, I'm from Long Island, too..." If he doesn't bite, I'm out of here. I have manicured my desire into this one small package, a spurt of want. My heart is too bleached to care one way or another. We do it or we don't. Makes no matter to me.
Would not have guessed this was generated by prompt words, Deborah! Desire and ennui, well done.
Bleached, indeed. *
Very succssful story.
Especially - "My heart is too bleached to care one way or another."
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Thanks for the feedback folks! I like this process of unearthing raw material.
Yes. Focused, succinct, experimental but not so much that it loses its visceral quality.*
Thanks Amanda!!
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Nicely done. Short and effective. *
Holy shit! This is tight and great.
"I have manicured my desire into this one small package, a small spurt of want. My heart is too bleached to care one way or another."
This is the part that's really really sticking with me. A bleached heart - what a beautiful figurative language!