LUDDITE/WE BELONG (TWO FLASH PIECES)

LUDDITE
Allie Marini Batts

Technology is no blessing. I toss in a bed too big to sleep in alone. Facebook posts, porn that has nothing to do with love, bad spellers, a lover who ruined my life e-mailing the apology I deserved a decade ago. I yearn for speech without phones and longhand letters. The computer, an auger wrecking the typography of my past.

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WE BELONG
Allie Marini Batts

Every fight threatens you’ll go back to the bottle, choosing the burning ache of its deceit over the reality of married life: petty, boring and angry sometimes, tempered by moments of tranquil unity, morning sex and falling asleep together, surrounded by pillows like clouds. Even in storms, choose me; instead of whisky, get drunk on us, after the rain passes.

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