56 words: Hollow Bones

Uncle Monkey always wanted to fly. As a boy, he jumped off rooftops with a sheet billowing uselessly across his arms. He grew angry when the soft, coddling ground caught him. Tell me your secret! he pleaded to the spotted specs, wings, shadows licking houses. When will it be my turn to live in the sky?

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