WORDCHASM

Flash Fiction & Poetry
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Sweat stank breath leaps from every cubic slimy inch. A square box of damp hell contains twenty wrestlers: groaning, grunting, growling. A primal quest for survival wages tonight and every night. The wet slap of limbs rings down the hall to where cheerleaders bounce and squeal.
Never have you felt so alive; never have you wished [...]


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