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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2020
Submitted to Contest #92
    Something woke me. Or was it nothing? I wasn’t sure. We could only know the exact moment we woke up but never noticed it coming, and yet, we know sleep was coming but could not see it arrive. Is today the day? Is today the day I should do something to have nothing?      When it was not possible to move any other muscle, I stared at the ceiling. Its whiteness smeared with a dandelion light from the early sun peeking through the curtains.  I could see the cracks which where two pieces of...
Submitted to Contest #72
“Let’s get married.” “What?” “Marry me,” he shrugged. Barbara could only furrow her brow at him. On an early December evening, the amihan wind caressed their faces. Kit’s feet were dangling at the edge of her dim lit engawa while she sat by his side, hugging her bent knees. Between them were two mugs of half-finished coffee—decaf—getting cold as they stared aimlessly at her then empty front yard. Her Japanese tea houses inspired forever home had just been finished about two weeks prior. Kit, an old college friend, was just vi...
Submitted to Contest #68
   “I was molested.”    “What?!”    It was a Thursday evening; but when your friend had had a fight with his secret boyfriend, you now had an excuse to declare it a long weekend. First, ask your seatmates to cover for you in classes you can’t fuck, and just fuck the rest. But because you’re a roguish student and a good seatmate, they probably got your back in everything until graduation. Second, drop by your apartment to change because someone from school might see you buying booze with ...
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