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Esther :)

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2021

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YOU

Esther :)

You asked me today why I seemed so out of it. You seemed so concerned about me. You didn’t know what I did to you. You didn’t know what I was about to do to you. “I’m just tired,” I lied. I rubbed my eyes for extra effect. I looked away from you before you could see the shame in my eyes. You believed me. Like an innocent child you took my word and you were blind to see my lies. I remembered looking up at the sky. It was gloomy, as cloudy and confused as I felt. “How’s your father?” I had asked. I was despe...

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The Stars

Esther :)

Submitted to Contest #97

Alone. The word strikes me as I wait alone by the windowsill. The midnight fog is already starting to roll in, covering the streets of Manhattan.Alone, like the single star in the middle of the vast sky. I consider writing a poem about the star, maybe even talking to it. But I shut those thoughts down. I shut off any remnant of my peculiarity. “Only fools talk to stars,” Someone once told me, then they’d go on and on about how the whole world revolves around them. But Mom did. She talked to stars, she talked to the s...

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Part Two: The boy

Esther :)

EDYN“It’s your fault.”The words sting, but it doesn’t make it less true. It is my fault. All of it. I rake my fingers through my hair, the tangles and knots don’t help my mood. I look up, eyes trained on the gold gilded oval mirror in front of me. I look like a mess. There are purple shadows under my eyes, making my features look even more dramatic and sharp and stupid. So. Stupid. I reach up and swipe some of my hair to the side in an attempt to clean up the monster in the mirror. Instead, I manage to make...

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Part One: The girl

Esther :)

Submitted to Contest #94

SORSHA I’ll fix this. The words are fixated in the very middle of the paper. The rest is blank. White nothingness. I’ll fix this. My fingers trace the soft curves of the f’s and the gentle swishes of the l’s. I see the rings around the words, some smearing the ink. Dried tears. But they aren’t mine. I’m too numb to cry now. I flip the note over, hoping to find some kind of instructions. Where to go.What to do. Anything. Instead I find two words. Love, Dad“That’s all?” I mumble, ...

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Recovery

Esther :)

Submitted to Contest #93

“We should go to the party,” I whisper to Kia. She stares blankly at me. Her green eyes are unnaturally dim, and her lips are pressed in a thin line. “You haven’t been to one in a long time, and maybe it’ll help.” Kia blinks. “No.” The single word seems forced and coated in grief and sadness. “Not after what happened.”Four. Words. I swallow my suppressed joy, usually she speaks in one word. Sometimes two.I sigh slowly and look towards the mirror, at the ragged, tired woman that I am. I sip slowly from the chippe...

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