Simeon Bingham

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2023

Stories (6)

6 Stories

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“I Will Wait for You, Venus.” by Simeon Bingham

Submitted to Contest #237

Venus is, indeed, a woman—I've seen her in the flesh. I’ve known her, or rather, she’s known me.Everything about her was sublime, from the pearly toes on her feet that glistened in the moonlight to the wavy locks on her head cascading down to her rear. She was a sight to behold, and even in her anger, her beauty was captivating. When upset, I usually took on the likeness of an ogre, or perhaps a mule, but she was not made from the same stuff as me. Her rosy cheeks burned a hot crimson when her dewy lips parted to spit ve...

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“Sinnerman” by Simeon Bingham

Submitted to Contest #235

Never had I heard such a sound so dramatic and ancient, as if it were calling from the onset of all creation. A sound that shrieked throughout the open air and rumbled through the dense earth. It cracked open the sky in a glorious display and brought forth the dead from their graves in an awful exhumation. No, never before had I heard anything quite like the horn I heard on Judgement Day.Its tune struck me in the gut and shook my spirit. Instantly, I knew. The last grain of sand of the holy hourglass had fallen, and the ...

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“When It Abruptly Stopped” by Simeon Bingham

Submitted to Contest #231

None of us were prepared for the day It abruptly stopped loading. We watched with bated breath as 89% glitched on our screens. Some of us responded with humor, while others responded with a unique blend of pessimism and apathy. All of us, however, felt a sharp fear from having to recognize the very real possibility that we might have to continue living without It. We had gotten too comfortable relying on its advanced technology and superior intellect. At first, our world lea...

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“The Tides of My Heart” by Simeon Bingham

Submitted to Contest #230

The first traces of his message came in early spring. I was tending to my garden, tilling the soil. The winter had scarcely gone, but I was eager to get ahead on my work; the sooner the seeds of my herbs were nestled into the ground, the sooner I could restock my apothecary. Then, I heard it.It started as a faint murmur in the wind. I had ignored it as best I could, busying myself with casting growth spells, weaving tapestries of sunlight, completing prayer rituals, and even sacrificing the first l...

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“Emily's Point” by Simeon Bingham

Submitted to Contest #229

Whenever there’s a discussion regarding the nature of heteronormativity and its prevalence in society, both in a historical and modern context, the tone surrounding the topic can be quite removed; perhaps reductive is the better word. Oftentimes, we take social structures like this and subvert them to the specific individual actions that keep the power dynamics between groups of people imbalanced, rather than tailor our analysis to focus on the systems put in place to keep the structures intact. Ergo, a critique of ...

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“Eye of the Tigress” by Simeon Bingham

Submitted to Contest #228

The annual Hawthorne Springs Boysenberry Pie Contest is, without a shadow of a doubt, the most anticipated event of the entire year. Tens of people, including myself and my loyal husband Bob, commute from our neighboring suburban enclaves to The Covenant Church of Hope for a shot at pastry greatness and local fame, each of us toting exactly three distinctive takes on the boysenberry pie; classic, crumble, and chef’s special. We offer our submissions to be tasted by the contest’s judges, all esteemed members of the church. ...

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Author bio

Just a young man writing short stories as a means of creative expression. This is mostly for fun, but I take my fun VERY seriously! So, have a look-see and let me know what you think.