Alexey Williams

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2022

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11 Stories

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“Video Games” by Alexey Williams

I told the sky that it would never catch me. That no matter how close it followed me it would never have me. But the sky was adamant that no one on Earth deserved anything akin to privacy and least of all me. So when I ran out of the split-level colonial in the early morning after Mrs. Jansen called me the wrong name I was completely perturbed to find the sky still there: meandering blue with flecks of gold. "Jason," Mrs...

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“The Flesh of the Rose” by Alexey Williams

The boys throw rocks at us, and one of the rocks hits me on the side of the head. They boys are leaning out of windows and hiding behind bus shelter advertisements. Adam says we should move to a new town, but we don't go to Rehoboth like he wants but to a place neither of us has been before. We book a room in a motel where you can pay by the week and the motel manager talks to you from behind bullet-proof glass, but people in town smile at us as we walk past. Adam says they’re only doing that because they don’t know who we are. Adam only ...

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“What Have You Done To Machiko?” by Alexey Williams

The bricklayers could be heard trudging home from the construction site, and Machiko laughed as Keiko formed her hair into a stylish bun."It really is a beautiful house," said Machiko.Masamune could smell the perfume on the back of her neck, her forearms, and in her hair. She had not finished readying herself for their evening out, but she stood up from the table and mirror. She nudged away Keiko the maid and ambled over to her husband, who had been thoughtful and mum since they had moved into the house...

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“The English Lop” by Alexey Williams

And among the ruins were the cages of the English lops. The house had burned, yet the lop cages had been spared as they sat in a shed some fifteen feet from the house. The lops made not a sound as I approached. They all appeared unharmed in their cages. I'd settled on setting them free as it was a terrible thing to be unfree, and they had earned their liberty as far as I was concerned. Their metal cage doors were opened, and I simply coaxed them out with a hand. The lops were so docile that in spite of all that had passed some of them did...

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“A Deer In A Man's Skin” by Alexey Williams

And after Jane was done making breakfast, she walked into the yard to take the clothes down from the line. She was angry. She'd forgotten to take the clothes down yesterday afternoon, and it had rained, so now she had a mess of wet clothes to figure out how to dry. We didn't have a clothes dryer. She threw the clothes in the sink and sat beside me at the kitchen table, but she didn't say anything for a time. Then Jane sa...

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“A Quiet Place In The Country” by Alexey Williams

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“No One Dare To Cherish” by Alexey Williams

Shooting a horse is something a man should never do. But sometimes you're shooting at a person and the horse is in the way. The alarm in the house goes off after I've already broken in, and when I see the man outside running towards me, I shoot in his direction. I miss him and hit his horse instead. When I leave the county jail, the officer tells me I should consider making it up to the man whose horse I've maimed. I don...

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“Mrs. Harding's Doppelganger” by Alexey Williams

But before I reached Mr. Lewis’s house, I heard the music from the radio he’d left in the corn. His house could only be reached through the cornfield. I could smell the pesticide in the air. I could smell the rainwater collected in drums near the house. When I emerged from between the cornstalks, Mr. Lewis saw me. He charged down the porch steps of his house. He held several pounds of unshucked corn in his hands. These h...

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“The Lord Hath Taken Away” by Alexey Williams

The sound of the horse hooves clopping on the dead earth helped me forget the ranch. I followed the horses to the scrapyard where the animals weaved through the burnt-out husks of Nissan Maximas and Scania trucks. The horses trod more lightly in this constrained space. They neighed when they struck their shanks against the metal. They neighed when they were confused which way to turn to be free of the cars. I thought I'd follow the horses wherever they led as I had no place to be. They were wild horses.But before I knew ...

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“The Woodcarver” by Alexey Williams

Astrid was walking home when she heard a wolf howl behind her. She turned around but didn't see anything. There were trees, but they were the kind of trees you commonly see in cities. There certainly weren’t any wolves. She continued walking home, no more than ten minutes away, but she had to stop when she heard a second howl. She called Jon on her mobile, and he was quick to appear as his office was close by.

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“Schmallenberg” by Alexey Williams

Then there was the sound of the rain slapping against the window. Mrs. Fischer was sitting on the edge of the bed in her bathrobe. I could see that she was speaking, but I couldn’t hear her so I told her that I was mostly deaf. My hearing was particularly bad in the morning. I read her lips. She said: “Don’t you have a hearing aid?” I did have a hearing aid, but it didn’t work well in the morning. There was a doleful sil...

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Author bio

I'm an outsider artist and writer. I can be reached here: alexeywilliams@outlook.com