Fiction

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Luisa As soon as I saw the wood in teal shimmering in the January sun, I knew that one was mine.

To the Nail Polish Manufacturer, I am writing to express my deepest disappointment in your nail polish entitled, “So Many Clowns.” Though I found the bronze tone of the nail polish beautiful, and the added sheen and nail strengthener a pleasant surprise, your polish did not induce the visions of multiple clowns as advertised.

I tell her I’m addicted to Sugar Babies.

One On the way back from Folsom State Prison, he slumped in the passenger seat of my car, and it was like the world had handed me a bouquet of overdue roses.