Cosma Nova

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2020

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“The gentleman in the tailored suit and the doctor” by Cosma Nova

Wood crackled and glowed in a brick fireplace. If you stared at it long enough with a cup of cocoa engulfed in your hands and had a woolen blanket wrapped around your shoulders, you could've fallen asleep.But the ominous goings on surrounding the mantle suggest otherwise.An old, wrinkly lady rocked back and forth in her faded green rocking chair. She was sitting adjacent to the fireplace keeping warm by the heat of the flames and was watching her favorite show, jeopardy. Her beady eyes squinted at the glow of the little t.v....

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“From atop the Mahogany Table” by Cosma Nova

Father Baumann drummed his fingers methodically against the surface of the mahogany table. He stared into the eyes of the gentleman sitting across from him, not in a threatening way, but rather in a curious way.Father Baumann was not the threatening type at all. He was not in any type actually. He fit no categories. He was one of the rare entities of a human being that molded and shifted with the tide. But yet, one would never say he went with the flow. His existence defied the human nature.He could coax a despairing man fro...

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“Birmingham's Millions” by Cosma Nova

June 12, 20151032 Pacific HeightsSan Fransisco Ca.94115To Myles Birmingham, Congratulations Mr. Birmingham. You don't know me and I you, but as I find myself bedridden as the result of my diagnosis of multiple sclerosis, I seemed to have been thinking of to whom I may bestow my fortune on of late. Of course, I have no immediate relatives or children, as I have always deemed the thought of marriage deplorable, but I find myself currently with no offspring ...

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“It's a Tradition!” by Cosma Nova

Natalia opened her eyes wide and and stared at the ceiling fan spinning above her head. She knew she wasn't supposed to get out of bed this early in the morning, but her knees were shaking so much from excitement, that she simply just had to slip out. She put her feet on the chilly floor and her little toes curled up with excitement as she squeezed her stuffed cat to keep from squealing w...

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Author bio

Born and raised in the Bay Area, California. I like writing stories and poems when I have time to. I appreciate feedback!