A One Tight Write can be a powerful piece of writing, painting a stark and disturbing picture in one hundred vivid words.  This contribution below is one such piece.  And don’t forget there’s still time to craft your own gem:

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Missing Things by Julie Weinstein

I am without my green bicycle in the mall and missing my underwear. I have red lipstick on my lips. Christmas music is playing. A strange man is saying I look very pretty and he always wanted to be my bicycle seat. I bite my tongue. It tastes like Vodka and clove cigarettes. He hands me $50 to sit on his lap again. I feel the familiar calluses on his fingers. I recognize he is a friend’s brother. She is no friend now. He says we didn’t have sex and he ate my underwear. I tell him dogs do that.

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  • Mac Eagan

    Sounds like something more than clove was in those cigarettes.

  • http://profiles.yahoo.com/u/S4YN7HJTPBRVFTTUVXQTCBELQE Suzanne

    I like this piece, Julie, because it emphasizes that feeling of lurking secrets in the darkness, and the mystery remains because you never reveal it. I also love the description of your red lipstick and missing your underwear.

  • http://www.mcsweeneys.net/links/wartime/ Sean Labrador y Manzano

    Recognition of the face beneath the mask (or is it a fake beard)–breeds contempt, though what is menacing is attractive. To be consumed in a mall, are all economic transactions elicit? or illicit?

  • M. Stang

    “It tastes like vodka and glove cigarettes,” “dogs do that,” “ate my underwear,” yeah, let’s get down. I am going to skip raunch thing, although what a good job.

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  • Anonymous

    Julie, you never cease to amaze me. You are the goddess of flash, and I bow before you *bows* Wonderful job with the imagery and the million things you say with 100 words

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