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Submitted to Contest #324
Unimaginable Life There is always room for the unimaginable.As I am walking the shore of the tempestuous Atlantic this foggy morning, a howling wail comes crescendoing down over the dunes.The wail is primitive, formidable, immobilizing.A woman cries out in a strangled voice:: “Where are you? “ Immediately followed by:“Can’t you please help me?”The questions seem harrowing and laced with intense privacy.The intonation of her voice is chilling, and I immediately begin running away from the disembodied voice. To remain would be treacherous; it ...
Submitted to Contest #315
The Romance of Helen Trent I am standing at the ocean’s edge, and the water turns back on itself, and flows back to where it came from. We are all part of the continuum of life’s stream. If that is true, why do I find myself gasping for breath?Why this darkness?I feel as though I am in a hypnagogic film.Alone.Solitary.Abandoned.A flock of sandpipers suddenly appears, and they bring redemptive grace.I am able to regulate my breathing.As I walk along the shore, I am reminded of my David.My struggle to breathe has been a new phenomenon since ...
Submitted to Contest #305
There is always room for the unimaginable.As I am walking the shore of the tempestuous Atlantic this foggy morning, a howling wail comes crescendoing down over the dunes.The wail is primitive, formidable, immobilizing.A woman cries out in a strangled voice:: “Where are you? “ Immediately followed by:“Can’t you please help me?”The questions seem harrowing and laced with intense privacy.The intonation of her voice is chilling, and I immediately begin running away from the disembodied voice. To remain would be treacherous; it would be cutting t...
Submitted to Contest #301
The words consecrated themselves into my marrow. They hijacked my life for decades. It was another scorcher in Mobile, and I was sitting next to Aunt Sophie, glamorous and mysterious Aunt Sophie- on the back porch of my grandpa’s house, drifting back and forth with her on the green and white glider, when suddenly, she grabbed both of my hands- clasped them to her chest and exclaimed: “ The greatest treachery in life is falling in love.. Run like hell if you find yourself in this situation, Laurie. Y’all better be listening to me. The truth ...
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