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Standing in Line at the Bank Behind Big Mama

Published by MARIE KAUFMAN | Thursday, September 23, 2010 4:43 PM


BR 100 Word Contest


Aggravation. Perforated edges of my paycheck fall violently from the wetness soiling my palm. Before me, a blond bulk blocks my view. I glare hatred into her massive skull. A giggle ripples through the strands of her hair. Landing within the layers of flesh piled behind her knees, it sits. Disgusted, I wait. When she moves, I cannot get around her fast enough. Throwing my check at the teller, I rush for the door. Outside, Big Mama’s straddling a roaring motorcycle, smiling, hand grasped tightly to the rider’s. The exhaust of their departure wafts leisurely through my thin, empty fingers.


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Johanna - Friday, September 24, 2010 8:25 PM.


Nice job Marie! I love your word choice. I think "the wetness soiling my palm" and "blond bulk blocks my view" are great! I also really like the image at the very end of the story of Big Mama straddling the bike. I think it's excellent! :-)