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Submitted to Contest #272
“One day at a time, just like with any habit that’s got a grip on you.” … I never had much appreciation for advice from the wise. After all, no one, not even my father himself, could be wise about the only desires that made me feel alive, until I fulfilled them and realized they were nothing but absolute shit, like a disappointed child in his first and long-awaited cotton candy… And still, after two long years, that desire was just unbearable after Halloween night. I knew I wouldn’t be able to resist it for long when its pull got that strong...
Submitted to Contest #265
Even 8 years later, I would inadvertently touch my wrist expecting to feel it there. Yes, there was the feeling that threw me off every time. In a single treacherous thought, my every achievement, satisfaction and glory would vanish to leave me staring at my basic self; that kid incapable of showing true manhood. That kid who just stared as the guy posing as his best friend told him “It just happened on its own” as he and my girl, the love of my life, walked away into the nocturnal county fair leaving me alone and behind. I can’t say for sur...
Submitted to Contest #263
It was so uncomfortable just to be near him again after two short years. After all, I only owed him spite, while he owed me everything, but I still wanted nothing from him. That coldness would keep him from even trying to act like a father. I just wanted him to know he was as relevant to me as my neighbor across the street. Besides, I was too emotionally high to dwell on spite because Killa Rush, the alpha male Rock-N-Hop star, with all of social and mainstream media around the world at his feet, had chosen me to be in his upcoming music vi...
Submitted to Contest #259
THE PEOPLE’S VINDICATION It’s in events such as these in which Sheila would get to stop and see the ample view of how she’d gotten here; how we all had. After all, Vice President Coe never noticed when he had crossed the line with the rest, letting the very death of democracy fade into the past before anyone could express their pain for it… It’s a good coping method, that of denying, then oversimplifying, and finally letting such tragedy grow old too fast so as not to bother the new order as if it weren’t new at all, but the way things shoul...
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