La Douleur Exquise

October 10, 2014
By oharlem GOLD, Tallahassee, Florida
oharlem GOLD, Tallahassee, Florida
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Her hair is a fan of auburn, red blooming from temples in the way you once saw the sun bleed out into the sky. Her eyes are wide open, gaping, staring at the nothing space between Here and There. In your hand, her hand lies limp, still warm, and your smile becomes an inverted imitation of a blade's swipe. She is beautiful like this, quiet and still and burning --- painting afterimages onto the tiled floor. The clock strikes twelve and you rise, a jolt transformed into fluid motion; one day, the guilt will overwhelm you, but for now, you forget.


The author's comments:

This was a writing exercise for one of the texts of my creative writing class. "Try writing a story in exactly 100 words. Because this is so brief, you will want to create your conflict right away. Also, remember that your resolution can be implied."

 
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on Oct. 13 2014 at 11:17 am
little-pyo BRONZE, Las Vegas, Nevada
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"Every picture tells a story, sometimes we don't like the ending... sometimes we don't understand it." Cheshire Cat

Your short story flowed very smoothly. It seemed very poetic, however it took me a little whie after reading it to understand what it was about.


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