There the turkey lay, drumsticks out, skin burnt and flaking off the meat after too many hours in the tanning bed.
[Mary Carter, Lenox, MA]

Rex: Hey, hey, baby, don’t cry, please don’t cry; I think you’re beautiful, you know I do, the prettiest girl I’ve ever—kissed, even—and I just don’t like to see you all … exposed, like when a cat’s licked off—you know what I mean, I just think we’re rushin’ (Picks up her dress from the floor, covers her chest with it), so put your pretty little dress on and I’ll take you home.
[Kimberly MacCormack, Dover, MA]

Milt spooned at his fruit cocktail (the peeled grapes and peaches kept slipping away) until a single grape was cradled in the spoon’s palm; the  juice would ooze over his bumpy gums.
[Evangeline Delgado, Bozeman, MT]

He held the ear in his hand a moment, examined the yellow boils, and glanced at the floor, where the green shucks lay like locks of hair at his feet.
[Laura Wanamaker, Chatham, MA]

“The other saber, Luke—the other saber.”
[Kevin Hong, Needham, MA]

The boy looked inside the vacant house, littered with the vulgar remarks of the movers, and then resumed throwing pebbles at the windows.
[Allison Avila-Olivares, Framingham, MA]

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