I think I got increasingly sarcastic as I went on...
1. old and withered face, not unlike the pages of a water-stained book
2. still and broken, like the chiseled surface of water in a summer rain
3. most boys have handwriting that looks like the Hoover Dam collapsing
4. most girls have handwriting that looks like a tall glass of bubble tea
5. a bronze sky, cast in the mold of ideals
6. a frayed tablecloth of tree stumps, shrubs, and decaying rodents
7. the graying of burnt charcoal
8. the sun, hidden by clouds, looked like a bowl of soup reflected in a bent mirror
9. slowly, like a stream of water rolling down an unusually muddy hill
10. as if expecting the open drawer to yield up a redwood
11. arms swinging over the side like pendulums with hinges
12. The iron gate pronounced itself on the landscape, curling and spiking with a tenacity generally reserved only for matriarchs interrogating prospective sons-in law.
13. fingers with the appearance of pickled glass shards
14. a regiment of babies brandishing pacifiers
15. The hat was being crushed, it's brim rising upwards in protest as Carson dropped his prodigious weight downward.
16. a conspiracy of post-it notes designed to strangulate in the oblivion of adhesives and yellow paper
17. convulsing like a tickle-me-elmo on fresh batteries
18. The roadkilled squirrel was dried, still, and bearing a startling resemblance to a brillo pad.
19. A forest of toothpicks blossomed above the fruit bowl.
20. Her chest is flatter than my grandmother's vintage champagne.
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