Chris Buono

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2020

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64 Stories

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“Late Again” by Chris Buono

Submitted to Contest #47

You check your watch just before entering the double doors of the parlor. Eleven forty-two o’clock. Perfect. Just perfect. “Fashionably late” as always. It was not your fault this time, though. Really. Even though you have the habit that’s earned the reputation of being the one that shows up after everyone else, you have an excuse. No one woke you up this morning.  You arose an hour prior to an empty house with a pain in your ribs, forgetting that your family had a funeral to attend. You only know that this funeral is happening at midda...

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“Back on the Beat” by Chris Buono

Submitted to Contest #46

 An out of tune noise clanks out of the speaker of the black box to Tony’s right. The aged man hangs his head down and groans. The strings to his dusty instrument were in dire need of a change. The same went for all the guitars on the wall and sitting on stands in the room. Tony positioned his aching left hand in a different chord, the rusted strings digging into the fingertips and leaving red-brown dust between his fingers. Playing through the pain and unsatisfying sound the guitar made. Another crashing sound vibrated the room, a clea...

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“Disillusioned ” by Chris Buono

Submitted to Contest #45

Postwar America in its full glory. The veterans of World War Two and the Korean Conflict moving to newly constructed suburban neighborhoods with their wives and young children, living in rows of identical houses. The promise if the American dream and a growing middle class keep citizens in the mindset that all is well and that everyone’s worries are behind them. This is the face of a wealthy country with a smile painted on to let the world know, “we are alright!” While men go to work with their wives drinking throughout the day to cope with ...

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“Scene from a Bus Station, 1968” by Chris Buono

Submitted to Contest #44

             The bus station was littered with couples holding each other in tears and pain. Salty soaked kisses happening to an audience of pathetic Christmas decorations and propaganda posters encouraging young men to enlist in the U. S. Army. The images of the smiling soldiers bathed in golden light on the posters matched none of the faces of the men in the small area. The Christmas decor did nothing but contribute to the overall bleak tone of the building, reminding everyon...

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