Ⲕⲁⲧⲉ Ⲙⲉⲛ𝓰ⲉ𝓵

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2021

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“Gentle Soul and Tired Eyes” by Ⲕⲁⲧⲉ Ⲙⲉⲛ𝓰ⲉ𝓵

☼☼☼ Their spot- a sunny glade lined with aspens and pines, through which the beautiful scenery of the land below `was visible- was perfectly suitable for a deep, existential conversation. It was almost expected. The conifers that circled the glade were used to housing the secrets of those who came up the mountain. It would've been platonic. Beautiful. A perfect ending to their very first date- secrets share...

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“Towrope Truth and the King's Crime” by Ⲕⲁⲧⲉ Ⲙⲉⲛ𝓰ⲉ𝓵

If you had two good eyes and half a brain, you could easily see evidence of the King's crime.It was everywhere. In the gutters, in the cracks in the sidewalks, in unused wall outlets... everywhere you looked, there it was, loitering in an undignified heap.Yet everyone still denied it.Our king wouldn't do that, they would say dismissively. It's too... messy. Have you seen the state of the Palace? It's cleaner than Susan's house, even- six of Susan's houses. Then, having caught you off ...

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“A Daffodil Among Thousands of Roses” by Ⲕⲁⲧⲉ Ⲙⲉⲛ𝓰ⲉ𝓵

You skip ahead. I watch you.Something about your carefree energy, the way you throw your limbs around like there's nothing in your way, tugs at my lips.You stop, and bend. I catch up to you. I don't have to ask what you're looking at- you tell me the moment I enter your field of vision.Your eyes sparkle. Look, you say excitedly, prodding a cluster of purple flowers peeking out of the dirt. Flowers! I smile wryly. Now I've seen a million. You nudge me, indignan...

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“The Screaming Lady in the Foyer” by Ⲕⲁⲧⲉ Ⲙⲉⲛ𝓰ⲉ𝓵

The problem with having weekly explosive arguments in the City Hall foyer is that it gives you a reputation. A bad one. The kids catcall you on the streets, and when you respond (angrily, of course), they record you on their little hand-held gadgets and call you a Karen, whatever that is. The adults invite you to baby showers and weddings and dinners only reluctantly, and they arrange themselves...

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“Mother Eternal, Leader of Few” by Ⲕⲁⲧⲉ Ⲙⲉⲛ𝓰ⲉ𝓵

As always, we gather for the circle, but something is different. There is tension in the air. It tugs at us. Our faces, the parts not hidden by craggy shadows, reflect our fear, our anxiety, our relentless hope. We cannot stop hoping. Children still whisper and giggle among themselves, and the hidden rats still chitter and gnash their teeth, but it seems quieter, somehow. I imagine the rats are hoping too.<...

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“Don't You Think It's Time?” by Ⲕⲁⲧⲉ Ⲙⲉⲛ𝓰ⲉ𝓵

The setting's right. I always figured it would be better to tell them while we're watching the sun set over the scraggly forms of the peach trees. That way, even if they flip out, I'll have at least been able to watch the orchard sunset one last time.The mood in the air is just right too- it's tranquil. Quiet. Peaceful. Perfect for delivering earth-shattering news.It's just everything else that's wrong. The masks, obscuring half of our faces. How far away my chair is from theirs. How most of the conversation so far has revol...

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“Fourteen Days Left” by Ⲕⲁⲧⲉ Ⲙⲉⲛ𝓰ⲉ𝓵

I have only fourteen days left. I will use them wisely. Day One.She emerges from the sea, with water droplets shining in her hair like pearls. She laughs, when she sees me standing in waist-deep water, too afraid to continue; like any good friend, she pushes me in. We laugh. And we swim.Day Two.We drive six hours for nothing. She asks why, and I don't answer. We sit in silence for a moment, then I reach over and turn on some music. We both...

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“We Pray For Death” by Ⲕⲁⲧⲉ Ⲙⲉⲛ𝓰ⲉ𝓵

the islandThe island, sun-soaked and sandy, does not change.The palm trees still wave. The sun still shines. The waves still swish against the shore. But everything is different.We are in chains. And we are leaving.It changes everything. The sky should be gray; the palm trees should crumble. The very waves should tower and crash, protesting our forced eviction.But the island carries on as it always has. And they push the last of us into the boat, and we sail away.

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“Him & Her” by Ⲕⲁⲧⲉ Ⲙⲉⲛ𝓰ⲉ𝓵

She hangs on his arm- he looks at her adoringly. It's like they're still teenagers, it's like they're still in love- I slam the dishwasher door shut with unnecessary vehemence and get to scrubbing. Park bench- her, leaning on his shoulder, him, licking an ice-cream cone, laughing, talking, happy- A plate slips loose from my hands and falls onto the floor, spli...

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“Officially Middle-Age” by Ⲕⲁⲧⲉ Ⲙⲉⲛ𝓰ⲉ𝓵

There's... a podium. And a microphone. And this little red carpet- it vanishes beneath that podium, and it leads all the way back to me. The edge of the carpet just brushes the tips of my bare feet. Where are my shoes?Wait, where are my clothes? The expensive dress I picked out? I'm in my tattered old bedtime lingerie, and somehow I don't feel cold. Even in my bed, under several layers of covers, I feel cold. Always. Why don't I feel cold? And why am I-Faces. Millions, millions, millions of faces. I'm standing in fr...

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“The 'Covery' Vaccine” by Ⲕⲁⲧⲉ Ⲙⲉⲛ𝓰ⲉ𝓵

"Linnie?" "Hm?" "If duh covery vaccine come out and everyone got it now, then how come Mama can't come home yet?" "It's COVID. Not 'covery.' And not everybody's got it yet." "Well, if it come out, then how come Mama's still at that white place? With all the needles in her?" "... 'Cause... well, a vaccine stops you from getting COVID. Your mama already had it. So the vaccine can...

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“Poetry Class” by Ⲕⲁⲧⲉ Ⲙⲉⲛ𝓰ⲉ𝓵

"Babe." "Yeah?" "You remember what I said earlier this morning? 'Fore class?" "Uh, yeah, I remember." "You given it some thought?" Some thought? I give everything he says thought. Way too much thought, actually, me being the jealous donkey-ass I am. I can literally remember what he said two months ago- this morning? Yeah, that's nothing. God, I'm pathetic. "Uh, yeah. A bi...

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over 2 years since i last posted... i missed this.