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My book for the 30 Day Image Prompt Contest |
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Hmm, let's see how this goes... ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only **
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| ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** The year of the water dragon bled through the calendar, seasons merging together in a chaotic blend of frozen earth and melting plastic. We sat on the cement bridge, legs dangling over the lake and smoke curling into the air we shared in the light of the colorful beast, reflection of orange and yellow illuminating our pale faces in quiet accord. |
** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** The world outside dripped like Dali, floor to ceiling windows reflecting a hazy summer day sweltering off the runway in shimmering waves. Inside, the air was drunk with vodka ice cubes and nervous fliers who may or may not have had one too many and are bound to hit on the flight attendant even before takeoff. My own little space is the thought bubble between myself and the terminal, beckoning me to throw my headphones down and race the wheelchairs and children who get to board ten minutes early. On the other side of the plane lies an arid desert filled with third cousins and aunts who have seen me since I was 'yay high' and still pinch my cheeks the way they did when I was 'knee-high to a grasshopper.' But I don't only exist in my own little mind, burning everyone with irritable glances and rolling eyes as if anyone really cares what the stranger in the back is thinking. I exist in a multitude of dimensions, fractions of people's minds I'll never intersect with again. I'm the nice boy who helped the old woman with her bags and the total jerk who didn't let the cell phone talker cut in line. I'm the cute guy with the piercings and the scrawny kid who needs some sun. I'm nothing and everything all at once to the strangers in the airport lobby. |