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The Box

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Clothes smother me. I am in a box. Tires roll through wet concrete and water splashes against the side of the vehicle. The sound of the rain on the rooftop is somehow soothing, blending into the symphony of urban noise.I spent the last several months propped on a musician’s couch. It was a late snowy winter afternoon when he found me on my side, leaning against a garbage bin on the sidewalk outside a café. As soon as he laid eyes on me,...

Outstanding reviews

Hi Cynthia, hope you don't mind me commentating! I thought your submission was such a creative take on the prompt. I loved how the point of view was from a painting; you captured it perfectly. Great work!

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