Arch R

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2020

Stories (23)

23 Stories

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“Where the light doesn't go” by Arch R

Submitted to Contest #92

When does truth stop being the truth and the truth you live is the only truth you see. Because the truth you live is what you wish it to be. The truth that covers up the ugliness around you and inside you. When all the choices you make yourself fuel the truth that is imagined, in myriads of moments that take you further and further away from the truth that once was. ------------------------------- The first time it happened in college, she had woken up from a night fueled by tequila shots ending in cheesy breadsticks from the campus favo...

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“The Photo” by Arch R

Submitted to Contest #91

“Girls, shhhhh,” a voice admonished them. Claire and Diana sheepishly peered toward the librarian, instinctively reaching to cover the phone in their hand. “Sorry, Ms. Rose,” Claire responded first. Always a favorite of the teachers, she liked keeping it that way. “I can see the phone, girls. Do you really need that to complete your homework?” the librarian seemed to enjoy living up to her role as the stern caretaker of library sanctity. “We are using it for our algebra homework, unless you would like to lend us the abacus in your draw...

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“A love story in five parts” by Arch R

Submitted to Contest #89

The Follow Up She felt the heaviness of a boulder right above her legs as she climbed up the last few steps before arriving at his doorstep. He had asked her to come over without explaining why. She had asked to meet at a park. Neutral territory. Four weeks after they had decided their relationship wasn’t worth saving, she wasn’t sure what there was left to say. That’s not true, she had a lot to say. She had written it all down. But she wanted it said on her terms, unlike the last few months where she felt like a floating dust particle in ...

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“The God and the Gardener” by Arch R

Submitted to Contest #87

“The thing people don’t get is that being God gets exhausting. Humans seem to want nothing more than to be near God, maybe even be God, but I don’t even want to be God.” The gardener furrowed his brows in response to the man in the ash tunic with a beard that looked like it housed bees. Who was this man, not only claiming to be God but complaining about it? All he wanted was to water the timid petunias peeking their heads into the world. They were his babies, along with the wistful anemones, flirty freesias and enigmatic hyacinths that gra...

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“Matcha Latte” by Arch R

Submitted to Contest #78

“But seriously… you would love climbing. Come with me the next time I go,” Ashlee gushed in between sips of her matcha latte. The contrast between the melon gloss on her lips and the pistachio green of the matcha was mesmerizing. Sheena pondered for a minute if Ashlee hadn’t just ordered the matcha on a whim, that this color pairing was carefully rehearsed. “Yea. Maybe. We will see. You know I am not huge of heights, Ash,” Sheena said, not able to tear her eyes away from the glass moving to and from the lips. “Come on, Sheen. Couldn’t yo...

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“To nowhere” by Arch R

Submitted to Contest #77

The cold sets in like a mouse trap; quick and painful. Suddenly your limbs flail around trying to salvage warmth where it exists but it's hopeless. All you can do is sit still and wait for solace to find you. The silence hurtles toward you like a scream, ripe with the agony of all the things felt and unfelt. The loneliness casts a shadow that elongates, becoming twice the size of your body, making you seem insignificant in comparison. Lila was three days, two hours, and 27 minutes into her stay at a frilly cabin well-appointed in its A...

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“Introductions” by Arch R

Submitted to Contest #76

Seventeen blocks of pixels stared back at her. She lifted her mug with her company logo on it to her mouth, letting the steam from her coffee warm up her lips to calm her down, while her eyes darted from square to square on her screen. She replaced the mug so it formed a venn diagram with the coffee stain ring on her new desk. She straightened her back and lifted her chin out of her neck. A free ergonomic assessment had told her that her back and neck pain wouldn’t go away anytime soon if she didn’t work on her posture. “Team, I am so pump...

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“Lost at sea” by Arch R

Submitted to Contest #75

She stared down at the neon green speech bubble itching for a conversation with her, prompting her to tap it with her index finger, the finger on which the nail polish always chipped faster than any other finger. She looked through the names that flashed back at her... sweet Claire from her yoga class in Tampa, shouty Kelly, her high school friend in Raleigh, dimpled Sachin, a friend of a friend in San Francisco. The list rambled on as if narrating her life back to her - where she had been, who she had been.  But none of these peopl...

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I am deciding if I have things to say