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Ai Jiang

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2019

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That Is Earth

Ai Jiang

Submitted to Contest #60

The Mountains look shorter today. Perhaps this means hope, but maybe not."Grass."I look to my left and see my friend tumbling down a Hill nearby."Grass," he calls again as he climbs the small Hill which I am sitting on top of."What's the matter, Tree?" I ask the tall figure that now looms over me."Look what I found," Tree says and holds up a circular object covered in vibrant greens and blues, and flecks of white."What is that?" I take the object from his hand and hold it up to take a better look."I asked Owl and she said that it's Earth. It...

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The Grave of Joseph Hanson

Ai Jiang

Submitted to Contest #51

A cemetery is never a place that someone wants to be in, especially not when you are visiting the grave of a child. I stroll along the rows of tombstones of members of the Woodside community. There was an old lady that passed last week, her name was Margret Wilson. When she was young, she was one of the most beautiful women in the community. Though, this is not who I am here to visit.At the back of the cemetery, next to a tall oak tree was a tombstone less extravagant compared to the rest. Withered flowers lay in front of the stone, and they...

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The Things We Don't Realize

Ai Jiang

Submitted to Contest #43

It was coolest on Mondays because that was when you had to leave for school again.I watched my daughter as she bounded up the steps of the school bus, the pompon of her red hat bobbed up and down as she moved down the bus. Then, it would suddenly dip and disappear and suddenly her face was pressed against the third last window of the bus, her stubby fingers would wiggle frantically. Her nose always made an oil stain on the glass. I laughed as I waved back. Although she was now in middle school, I often became teary-eyed as I watched the bus ...

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Molly's Box

Ai Jiang

Submitted to Contest #40

It had never happened before, but today, my mother called me by a different name. It was my tenth birthday and my mother was busy taking photos of everything that was going on during my birthday party. I was hovering around the cake with a few of my friends because we were too impatient to wait for my mother to come light the candles and cut the cake. "Everybody smile," my mom yelled. ...

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This World

Ai Jiang

Submitted to Contest #39

I will tell you now that in this world, there is no love. But because there is no love, there is also no pain. In this world, the moon sits in the sky during mornings and the sun shines in the night. In this world, you are not walking away with your blonde ringlets and cold, clear eyes. In this world, I do not love you because, in this world, you do not exist. I am now walking in this world to the usual coffee sh...

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