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Submitted to Contest #147
Tingling. That is the word that described her being at the moment. She felt her body tingling. It was like she could feel her insides moving. She has been alive her whole life, an obvious statement, but being alive and feeling alive are not the same. She could feel herself being alive. It was a simple effect, brought on by the simplest of interactions with another human. Humanity at its purist. The simplicity of, boy likes girl or girl likes boy. She couldn’t tell you when it changed, from him being a man she knew to a boy she like...
Submitted to Contest #144
A 35MM camera can hold about 36 photos. Pictures are worth 1,000 words. This means a roll of film has the potential to hold 36,000 words. That’s like a chapter in a book. Or a chapter in a life. But what if that roll of film isn’t yours, and it’s supposed to be a chapter in someone else's life?I used to wonder how many photos I had been in where I didn't belong. How many times have I been captured in someone else’s moments? You figure that you have inadvertently ended up in the backdrop of someone else’s life at least a few dozen times....
Submitted to Contest #143
You know those moments in life that seem eternal, but are really ephemeral? Those moments when you’re on the brink of existential discovery, because it’s you and nature. It’s you and the universe. It’s just you…zzzzzzzzzzzThen it’s not.ZZZZZZZZZZNo. That is not the sound of peaceful snoring as you sleep in the unencumbered natural habitat of humanity (which is the fancy way of saying outside). That is not a peaceful drifting of a person who has fallen asleep in their tent under the twinkly sky above them, as the trees whisper in a cocooning ...
Submitted to Contest #142
“Hey yeah, I wanna shhh, baby. Here I go, here I go, here I go again. Shhh shhhh ba-doop.”“Yes, here you again,” she remarked to herself through gritted teeth. For the last two hours she had been listening to this man turn Salt N Peppa into a quiet joke that was ironically not quiet at all, the cadence of his deep voice crescendoing and decrescendoing as he roamed up and down the many lanes of bookshelves. All she wanted to do was put her head down and finish this project. Is the library not the place for this exact situation? Peace N Quiet ...
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