30 Word Story: Thinking Time Has Healed Your Wounds, or Seeing You Unexpectedly Make Me Feel Ashamed, or Living In a Small Town Is a Bitch

*under the cut is a story that’s just seven words longer than the title! maybe that’s cheating but it was fun writing this! and when I say fun I mean it’s a good day for writing about guilt*


“There’s nothing to say that I won’t regret later.” Anna dropped her gaze to the grain of the wood table.

“Say it anyway,” said Maggie.

“I loved you so much.”


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Chicana, feminist, writer slugging through grad school with a job teaching composition.

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