frosting

tornado1My story, “Frosting,” appears in Contrary’s Winter issue.  Here’s a little piece of it:

“It was overcast and warm.  Also, sticky.  And still.  Too still.  I sniffed and inhaled the smell of rain.  That was easy.  But there was something else.  A sweet smell–a smell like frosting in the bowl with the oven door open and the cake coming out.  The smell of tornado.”

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2 Responses to frosting

  1. Cal says:

    i do like that line

  2. kae says:

    Loved the story! Thanks for sharing the link.

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