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Anje Campisi

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2021

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Entrance of the Gladiators

Anje Campisi

Submitted to Contest #119

Smiles tell your story. Smiles make friends. Smiles make everyone feel better. There is something about the upturn of the lips, those fine lines that form at the corner of the mouth, and that slight crinkle in the nose that changes a person's perspective. Smiles invite people into you to partake of a piece of you. But it's the eyes. Eyes are truly windows. They let others glimpse who you really are. A well-placed wink or eye-roll can convey more than an hour-long speech. It's always apparent when a...

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Trust

Anje Campisi

Submitted to Contest #119

"Listen, can you hear them? There they are whispering about her again." I turned towards the vent in the wall, ears open, but my mind still closed. This man had saved me, saved a lot of us over the years. He had always been one of the few approachable ones here, despite being Adam's left hand. Adam's right hand was a soldier, he fought and commanded those in the field for the cause, but his left, the crazed-eyed gentleman before me, had always been the backbone, the voice of reason and fortitude. If the right was the physic...

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Family Dinner

Anje Campisi

Submitted to Contest #100

Doubled over in laughter as she was, she almost missed the roll chucked at her head. Barely in time, she ducked and watched it fly past her shoulder and land in the waiting dog's mouth. The dog had learned many meals ago that when the hairless pack began to laugh, there would be bounty at his feet. Tail wagging in anticipation of the next morsel to drop, he skidded away as Reina pushed off of the table, still shaking in mirth.She looked across at Bobby, who was already aiming another piece of bread at her head. "I was kidding...

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The Prodigal Daughter

Anje Campisi

Submitted to Contest #100

I stared at the mirror. This couldn’t be the same face that had stared back at me for 26 years. Just a few days ago, it was the face of a young professional, content at home with her crime dramas on tv and a latte in her hand. Now, this same face was the granddaughter of a biblical figure who ruled Hell, daughter to a demon, kidnapped by some 500-year-old serial killer, and family to a plethora of snake people. No way we were the same person. I looked away, not sure what I was looking at anymore. Dinner ...

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It's Done

Anje Campisi

Submitted to Contest #99

I paused. I breathed. My heart’s beat scattered to the corners of my chest, putting pressure on my lungs as they attempted to let the air rush back in. Until I felt them expand once again, I was oblivious that they had ceased functioning at all. Bloodied hands clasped my torn knees as my ragged hair swept the floor. It had started the night wound tight at the top of my head, but at some point, I vaguely remembered someone grabbing me by my ponytail and pulling it loose from its restraints. That person had ended with a knife...

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Wings in Azure Skies

Anje Campisi

Submitted to Contest #98

She gazed up at the azure sky. White wisps twirled around the endless depths, reflecting the amber hues of the setting sun. Below her feet, she curled her toes in the moist ground, feeling the dirt squish between them. Little sprouts of evergreen grass tickled her heels. She knelt and ran her long, supple fingers along the edge of the tree root that jutted out of the fresh soil. A crisp scent of pine and jasmine mixed into her inhaled breath. Slowly she closed her grey eyes and tilted her head, conc...

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