Alice Claude

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2021

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8 Stories

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“The Owl and the Bee” by Alice Claude

Abbie’s days have always begun with the sun. Even the first one- she remembered vaguely that the day she was born was an unnaturally bright day in January. The Queen was actually praised for laying eggs with such good timing, because more of Abbie’s siblings were able to survive. She recalled the first time her eyes focused on the golden, reflective surface of the beehive, which she now knew like the back of her...

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“Funeral Drive” by Alice Claude

How many deaths have you experienced in your lifetime? I’m not really referring to beloved Pops, or your great aunt. I’m referring more to the things that have happened, things that have died, that have caused you to grieve. Humans have a tendency to prepare for and attend these metaphorical funerals more times than one may think. We experience losses throughout our lives, and each comes with its own ce...

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“A Piece of a Liar” by Alice Claude

Nighttime hadn’t yet draped the landscape with its onyx cloths. It was in fact only evening, and yet fireflies, their bodies surrounded by cool yellow spheres, weaved in and out of foliage. As they flew along their looping paths, they shed light on the dark teals and emerald greens in their vicinity, spun around strangely shaped flowers, and spiraled alongside lush vines that held tree trunks in an iron grasp. ...

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“Highlights on the Wild Berries” by Alice Claude

It always seems like sweet honey is lightly intertwining one’s eyelashes when they finally wake up from a long, long slumber. It stretches lazily into golden strands as we blink our eyes, attempting to have them open fully. One, two, three slow movements of heavy eyelids is usually what it takes, on average. And then, like an oyster with a pearl inside, they slowly open to greet morning.              I see golden...

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“The City's Last Chance” by Alice Claude

Another Manhattan.           Rye poured into the cocktail glass. Somehow, it seemed to be trickling in slow motion, like honey. She couldn’t get herself to focus on anything else, so her eyes followed the crimson stream, catlike, until they reached the barman’s rough hand. They flitted to his face, and the barman surveyed her dubiously. Her deep brown eyes were round and lingered hauntingly at every area they encountered. Heavily applied makeup gathered under ...

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“Just Another Experiment” by Alice Claude

One time someone found her hanging upside down from a tree. Just hanging with her rather thin knees wrapped around a branch, with long, graying pigtails brushing against the ground. Her eyes were closed, and eyebrows furrowed in an expression that was both peaceful and concentrated. The ends of her hair caught and reflected the rays of remaining daylight, creating a halo around her figure. She almost resembled a mystica...

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“Overalls That Were Too Big” by Alice Claude

His knees were certainly buckling a bit more than they should have been, trying to carry me out of the water.But we did it nonetheless, him determinedly digging his feet into the wet sand, anchoring on with his toes to resist being pulled back into the foamy sea. I didn’t do much to help, other than laugh and wrap my then short arms around his neck tighter. Salty water dripped off us, gathering in droplets everywhere from the tips of our matching messy brown hair, to the strings of my bathing suit, and of course to our eyelashes, w...

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“Crane” by Alice Claude

“Oh, to be young again.” This usually nostalgic and longing phrase was instead uttered grumpily by Hal Karlson as he tried to reach the jar of jam at the top of the cupboard. Unfortunately, his constantly stooping back and short stature, which he claimed came with age, was always in the way. He finally reached the jar, edging it forward with his fingertips, and sat down to huff about his victor...

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Author bio

Generally indecisive, but know I love to write. Aspire to be an author one day :) Let me know if you want me to read any of your stories! Please share your thoughts and critiques, and (hopefully) enjoy!