Abandoned Popsicles

Two popsicles sat on the ground, melting.

One popsicle was blue, a bright, sickly colour of blue, like someone had taken a picture of the sky and increased the colour, brightness, and contrast until it burned. The popsicle had a single bite taken out of it, and was abandoned. Even the ants avoided it.

The other popsicle was orange, the orange of an orange juice container, alluring and fresh in its appearance. Only half remained, and that half broken in the middle. The ants gathered around the pooling run-off.

The popsicles slowly disappeared from the world, one more quickly, one less wanted.


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