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Anja Sliva

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2023

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If you read this you'll turn into her

Anja Sliva

If you read this you’ll turn into her.Okay queen, go off, smirked Lucy, lit a cigarette and checked the time. It was 11.15 and she had promised to have selected the finalists for the Brussels short story contest by midnight. She didn’t wonder what would happen if she didn’t do it in time because there was no possible discussion about it: she had been the initiator and the promoter of this whole shebang to begin with. It had all begun a good six months ago. Lucy was a frustrated writer. It wasn’t a unique conundrum. Many people she knew were ...

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My Babe

Anja Sliva

They were, sadly, a lovely couple walking down the Ring, their elbows bound together by the embrace across their middle backs. She was tall for a girl, with voluminous brown hair, naturally streaked with red. Today, the sun followed her closely and her hair was a deep auburn. When she turned to look at the boy, the elegant slope of her nose slid nicely down to her full lips. The observer could trace it to her half-hidden t-zone where her ample brows first exploded and landed gently in the corner of her green almond eyes. Her cheekbones highl...

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Seeing but not Seeing the Shadow

Anja Sliva

Submitted to Contest #308

TW: This story contains references to abortion “Roll your head to your right ear. Hold it. Now slowly, roll it to the left, allowing it to stay longer in the places where it aches. Those are the places that you need to work on.” Keeping her eyes closed, Nadia let gravity pull her slowly to the other side. She felt a twinge at the back of her neck. Without waiting for the teacher to invite it, she rolled her head from her left shoulder around the back, taking satisfaction in the partial release of her vertebrae in the long part of her neck. ...

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We Tell Secrets in our Secrety Society

Anja Sliva

Submitted to Contest #307

Nora thought it was cute that the girls assumed they were whispering amongst themselves. There wasn’t much room for her to go in the apartment and they were sitting on the opposite side of the long table she had pulled in a rented rusted trailer from their old home. It was one of the few things she’d felt compelled to take. “I heard that Layla isn’t going anywhere this summer.” “What do you mean? Not even camp?” “I don’t know about that, but her mama is still looking for a job.” Aurelie frowned. “So is my mama…” On the other side of the long...

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