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A. S.

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Thorns

A. S.

Submitted to Contest #56

“Oh my gosh!” Your friend squeals ecstatically as a questionably brilliant idea blooms in her mind. Holding her hands out as if she was trying to capture the perfect picture, she beams and nods firmly. “This will be perfect!” she giggles, cheeks glowing with a rosy haze. You glance at your friend through the reflection of the mirror in front of you, hands clenching momentarily and loosening again. The urge to question your friend’s intentions pull at every corner of your mind until you finally give in. “What?” your voice escapes in a ...

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Paper

A. S.

Submitted to Contest #53

Sticky juice trickles down your knuckles, leaving trails of strawberry red in its wake. Your face is stained from the artificial sweetness of your popsicle, the sugary taste still lingers in the corners your lips and in your mouth. The stick sits in your slack hand, every last morsel of flavor pulled from the corpse of a miniature tree. You laugh a little at yourself, but it is quickly silenced. The warm summer air is as thick and golden as honey, pouring down your throat with each breath. Sweat stains your clothing, gluing your shirt to you...

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On The Edge

A. S.

Submitted to Contest #52

Heavy bass thumps in my ears in time with my footsteps. My arms ache from the relentless motion of the broom. Dirt tickles the inside of my nose. Sweat trickles down my brow. Light filters through the cloudy air, millions of otherwise invisible particles brought to light by the single slanting ray. I pause what I’m doing to look around the room, the uneven layer of dirt showing no sign of the two hours I have been sweeping. Red fingers rip the long white cord from my ears forcefully. Eardrums throbbing with the missing melody, I let my phone...

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Gone

A. S.

Submitted to Contest #51

Tiny pinpricks of light scalded my eyes making them water. Grass prickled the back of my neck and forced its way through my hair. It was almost as if my lungs had stopped working for a few moments. Thousands of galaxies— universes hidden just before my eyes. Apprehension mixed with joy in my stomach, creating a potent feeling of adrenaline. The minuscule orbs of light grew larger and larger until they filled my vision. My eyes swam with tears and long forgotten memories. My legs itched as I sat up in the grass, blood rushed to my h...

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The Restaurant

A. S.

Submitted to Contest #49

My fingers drum impatiently on the tabletop. The cloth is silky against my fingertips. I slowly take a sip from the crystal on the table. The condensation wets my fingertips and I watch as the droplets slowly gather together and stream down the glass. The same waiter I have been dealing with for the past hour appears again. Grinning unapologetically, “Still waiting? I’ll get you another refill ma’am. That makes it the fourth refill? Fifth?” I smile tightly back, trying to end t...

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The True Hero

A. S.

Submitted to Contest #48

Used. Constantly being used. Every waking second is spent devising a way to break out of the cycle. Oh, how I hate that feeling of being drained, but always being asked to do more. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I dislike my job. That’s not it at all. It is almost satisfying to know my place in life. Helping people is what I live for. I know a lot of people don’t get to that point. But the lack of control. That is what I hate. I have no choices, no options, no way out. As hard as I try, I can’t do anything to stop it. Sudden mo...

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Words

A. S.

Submitted to Contest #46

My fingers shake as Tom’s words fill my mind. “Why are you doing this to us?” He asks me, his normally soft voice growing harsh. The buzzing from the overhead lights fills my ears as they bleach the color from his skin. Every part of my being wants him to take me in his arms, to soothe me, but his arms are crossed, and his expression is guarded. My eyes plead with him. My palms press together. Tears fill my throat, but I fight them furiously. “I — I…” I try to speak, to explain myself, but the words refuse to come. The words that used to...

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