Tag: orbit
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UNREQUITED
She’s not in my orbit. She’s untouchable. Would she be interested in a guy like me? Doubtful. I’m not one of the cool kids. She doesn’t know I exist. She doesn’t see me. All I can do is watch from a distance. Every night. Until she draws her bedroom curtains. Written for the Weekend Writing…
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ORBITAL
Five hours she had been stuck on the orbital road. They had barely moved an inch while the snow continued to fall. The glowing streetlights fought off the encroaching darkness, the car’s heater battled the creeping cold and the radio staved off the loneliness. Some had abandoned their cars and started walking. She had too…
Iain Kelly 