Tuesday, August 21, 2012

whiplash quick

black on snow. the kids parked in the old chevy behind the school past the field, playing with guns and plotting intelligent.

"let's kill time," they agreed, and strapped explosives to their midriffs. pushed to detonate. held hands and heard the ticking countdown, realized "oh shit" too late. her eyes widened and he shook his head in disbelief before all three were gone.

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