Drew Andrews ( Backup Account)

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2021

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“Ashley's Ashes.” by Drew Andrews ( Backup Account)

I am in the freshly casted shadows created by the city --- a halo-less sanctuary for angles: a city of blue tile housing all the burning figures shaped to form familiar creatures in Ceramics---skyline, to the east and very far away, standing on the edge of the Paridices' Cliffs looking out at the sea of lights below: They burn on and on like an oil field; as if a million miles of roses set a-fire.We grew up too fast. Our lives float in the headlines for all to see. [And] Somewhere these same people are keeping...

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“Trêve de Noël.” by Drew Andrews ( Backup Account)

Three. Just three; things that you look forward to in a combat zone --- more so on the front line. The first every grunt would say would have to be sleep, seventy-six straight hours of non-stop gunfighting tares you mentally and physically, followed closely by food; sometimes the two would switch importance and need of --- the mind and body can go a lot longer without sleep than food. The third: a hot shower. Of course to see peace is the first.... But only the dead see it.... Or do they.*****Chapter one:

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“Recipes For One.” by Drew Andrews ( Backup Account)

Kyle and his parents set down for a quick lunch, after walking around the zoo and aquarium looking at the animals in their enclosers, they have about an hour and a half before the boarding call is announced. Kyle has always loved the glassbottom riverboats: almost as much as he loves his lunch choose at the Bamboo Hut. He laid his napkin on his lap the same way he remembers his grandma doing for him; before she passed away years ago from cancer.Across the floor boards, in the corner next to the window, set a man who Kyle...

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“The Way She Swam” by Drew Andrews ( Backup Account)

I set in my deerstand--- over looking the lake behind the house--- watching the eastern sky for the coming sunrise, it was the start of the longest day of the year: a day that to most never seems to end, it will be a few hours still until I climb down stepping out into the sunshine. Every year, on the anniversary of the day I first saw her, I would go early to the banks and wait for her to appear in the morning halo;drinking coffee with Irish cream added while reminiscing on an event that happened many summers ago.<...

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Drew Andrews.... I got logged out of my other Account. Will be using this one from now on.