Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Story #83

She was found half buried under the ice, completely frozen. She had been eating a kielbasa, two bites were left. The oceans were puddles. Mining the seabeds was candy. As unfortunate luck would have it, she had no identity. They decided to replace her bones with coral. It worked. She became obsessed with stability. Four kids later she started taking antidepressants. Sources tell me she was last seen on a boat headed for colder weather.

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