Oct 2, 2020
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50 WORD MICROFICTION
Blackocre
Thrifty Words Theme Challenge #5: Calamity
That cave?” said Grandpa. He’d made the photo on a trail he’d beaten with his own feet. “It’s got blackocre. One whiff, you’re dead. Even worse? You’ll shit your pants and you’re too big a boy for that.”
Later, when mom changed his diaper, I raged against my very blood.
