X. (narrow film)

X. (narrow film)

A Chapter by Brittany

He tells me "...barely any meat on them bones". Cackling.

 

I pull the film forward then back, singe it with the heating rod. Tuck in the corners. Feel satisfaction. Drop it on the hot-plate. Tag it. Feel like a mortician.

 

"Every man likes meat on them bones. Ain't nothin' you got there but bones.." I feel myself blush and I am terribly aware that my hands smell like marrow.



© 2010 Brittany


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Yes, yes, yes again. Damn, you have some magnificent last lines. Oh, and f**k him.

Posted 14 Years Ago


The whole thing is awesome. Yet another showing of your brilliance and talent at writing. The last line is amazing. Bringing out the insecurity of the character in a quiet, subtle way. "Smell like marrow"...awesome. Well done, darlin.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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