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Concrete Wall
The Night Shift

Whitney Weisenberg

 

In the aisle that held different breakfast foods, a man yelled about not being able to find any goddamn Cinnamon Toast Crunch. I knew we had that one because it was Michelle's favorite.

 

Michelle, who grazed my hand as she grabbed cigarettes, Michelle, who said, "See ya," and then never returned.

 

On the restroom walls, people wrote “I hope they die!” over “equals true love.” A graffiti poet wrote, “Love is an illusion” and “A love lost is no loss.”

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I drew “M’s” in the paint as I patched up their broken hearts and then smeared everything with the brush.

 

Bio

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Whitney is a writer, artist, teacher, Master Educator, mother of two daughters, and a member of SCBWI. She likes writing short stories and creating unflattering portraits. Her literary work has appeared in Dead Skunk Magazine, Five Minutes, Gabby and Min's Literary Review, Jung Library, Nat 1 Publishing, Nine Cloud Journal, Nunum-Done in a Hundred Anthology, Paper Dragon, Please See Me, Poet's Choice, Porter House Review, Little Old Lady, Storybottle Co, The Blue Mountain Review, Vine Leaves Press, and WILDsound Writing Festival.

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