Challenge
Challenge of the Week XCIV
Lies and Liars. Perhaps it's a time when two accounts conflicted. Perhaps it's a lie you've told yourself since before you can remember. Write on the themes of lies and liars. Fiction or nonfiction, poetry or Prose.
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Parallax
My memory has been good to you since you left.
It's taken you and buffed your sharp edges,
polished up your one-liners,
and edited your conversations for wit and sensitivity.
It's rationalized your selfishness and rather quick temper,
forgotten how you hated sharing a single bed,
inconvenience in general.
It even injects feeling into your empty phrases.
You'd love my memory of you.
So I wouldn't advise you to come back.
You could never compete with this memory of mine.
Even your eyes aren't that blue.