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Greacian Goeke

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2021

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Horseshoe Island

Submitted to Contest #140

She remembered the long afternoon, the last day they were at Woman Lake. The lake next to Little Boy Lake and Man Lake. Lakes really did have names like this in northern Minnesota. She imagined the days when the lakes were fields of wild rice harvested by the Ojibway Indians. They beat the stalk heads so the grains would fall into their canoes. That was the way the social studies book described it. This image came to her again now that she really was in wild rice country. But she hadn’t seen any of it growing along the shores of the bi...

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Submitted to Contest #124

Hear these: gloom lust truth n. Anglo-Saxon. Dense, blade-quick. Is there a one-syllable word for disgust, she wondered. Hate dread guilt gut gharghhghhgh may retch. She inhaled the gloom of the empty library, sieving it through her skin, gall, the heavy bitt...

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Thick Skin

Submitted to Contest #123

I had a dinosaur’s-eye view of the audience, down my long bumpy nose, through caged peepholes deeply shaded by flannel lashes. Every move of my oversized head seemed to make them laugh, and there were “awwws” when I and the other dinosaur embraced. But nothing about being inside this costume was cute. At 13 I was willing to do almost anything to be on stage. I was too small to play the mother, or even a kid, in Skin of Our Teeth. When I learned that my dinosaur skin would be dyed green long underwear with a gaping fly, topped of...

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Kimimi's Tale (from the Psyche Chronicles)

Submitted to Contest #118

I spilled out of a tiny purse in a sea of other green writhing commas. We hatched on the underside of a leaf where no one would notice and cascaded into the green planky sea below. Rolling around blind, trying to get a purchase on something, we sought a personal island of leaf to claim for a base station from which to survey and form a strategy. How to get enough to eat in a population explosion of four or five hundred siblings? Most of us would be supped up before sunset by hummingbirds and black phoebes who knew to watch the plates of leav...

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For My Father

Submitted to Contest #115

Trigger warning: Suicide, mental health Some mornings the feeling was of old lace, touch it and it falls to dust. On others she saw their little rat tails disappearing under the soffits and couldn’t grab even one to yank it back and see what it was. Most days it felt more like seeing cockroaches zipping away and gone before she was even sure they were there. It had been going on a long time, this disconnection from her dreams. They just did not stay long enough in her mind to even form an image. She tried all the remedies for remembering—s...

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