12/16/10

A Prize to be Won
By Jared Knox


When he looked at her, it was with the eyes of a salesman appraising a car, a breeder appraising a fine philly. She was his show dog, his golden trophy, his arm candy.

She didn’t care. He kept her in diamonds. He kept the liquor cabinet full. A half-finished painting of a fading kiss lingered in their parlor, dry and peeling, yellowed by countless abandoned winters.


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Jared Knox lives in Michigan.