Anjali Goel

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2020

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“The Guard” by Anjali Goel

Submitted to Contest #76

“Rodriguez, lights out in five.” The guard stalks over to Rodriguez’s cell and raps on the bars. “Quit fuckin’ around, wouldja?” Rodriguez scowls, flipping the guard off when he thinks his back is turned. But the guard sees. He always sees. It’s his job, after all. But he stays quiet-- one rude gesture isn’t worth it. After completing his rounds, the guard ambles down the long, concrete hallway that ends in his office. He’s in no hurry-- after all, watching over a complex of sleeping inmates isn’t exactly a job that requires haste. His ch...

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“Nails on a Chalkboard” by Anjali Goel

Submitted to Contest #45

My new acrylic nails, captured on camera. Posted to Instagram, with a pretty filter and the caption, “nail day is the best day.” My nails click on the glass screen of my phone as I refresh the page, watching the number of likes soar. 15 becomes 349, which becomes 4,965, which becomes 982,283. I briefly considered those people who liked my photo. One million people want me to know how much they enjoy my pale pink coffin nails. The notion excites me, and scares me, a little. I push the uncomfortable thought aside, and my nails resume their cli...

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“Nails on a Chalkboard” by Anjali Goel

Submitted to Contest #45

My new acrylic nails, captured on camera. Posted to Instagram, with a pretty filter and the caption, “nail day is the best day.” My nails click on the glass screen of my phone as I refresh the page, watching the number of likes soar. 15 becomes 349, which becomes 4,965, which becomes 982,283. I briefly considered those people who liked my photo. One million people want me to know how much they enjoy my pale pink coffin nails. The notion excites me, and scares me, a little. I push the uncomfortable thought aside, and my nails resume their cli...

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“Mom and Dad” by Anjali Goel

Submitted to Contest #40

We grew side by side for a long time, yes we did.We spun round and round.Always facing each other, always reflecting each other’s smiles.At first it was just us, alone together, watching the stars. It was peaceful and gentle. I told her I loved her, and she said she felt the same. We vowed to stay together until the end of time, her and I. For decades, centuries, millennia, and eons.Eventually, we chose a place to settle down and create life, so we could grow old watching the products of our labor. It was tragically difficult. We worked hard...

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“Change” by Anjali Goel

Submitted to Contest #39

THERAPY LOGPATIENT: STEPHEN PINKERTONPATIENT HISTORY:Arrested on 06 December 3034 for domestic violence, sentenced to one month in minimum-security prison and court-mandated therapy for three yearsTotal of twelve parking tickets and five speeding tickets since patient turned eighteenMultiple reports of unfair treatment from workplace subordinates, no action takenDATE OF FIRST APPOINTMENT: 14 MAY 203512 JUNE 2035 Stephen came in for his first appointment since he first started seeing me. He was supposed to come every week, but evidently he ha...

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“A Long Shot” by Anjali Goel

Submitted to Contest #39

When she was five, her parents told her to always stay close. Protecting the family was a job for the men, a job she need not worry about. Nandita had no problem with this, and she ran off to play in the tipi.When she was eight, tears threatened to fall down her face as the chief announced the news to her clan. She saw a mixture of reactions from around the group, ranging from shock to immense pain to nausea. But Nandita remained stony-faced and still. She would not cry. If she cried, her older brother would probably make fun of her. Wait, s...

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