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Heated Hallucinations

Written for Melissa’s Fandango Flash Fiction
Challenge. Here’s where the prompts took me.

© Paris Bilal

The heat hit differently that afternoon. You’ve been out there too long …. no hat, no water, just you and the sky doing a slow white burn overhead.

Looking up, you squint; something shifted. The sun …. that ancient, indifferent fireball …. began to round itself out …. soften, blush.

Now it was spinning. Slowly, lazily, the way a piece of errant fruit rolls across the kitchen countertop. And that’s when you saw it …. a navel …. a tiny, perfect dimple.

You’re embraced, enveloped in a fragrant blanket …. sweet, sharp …. citrusy static crackling through millions of miles of space. The whole sky smells like your grandmother’s orchard in summer. You thought: an orange! Of course …. it’s an orange! What else could it possibly be?

So incredibly thirsty.

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