Iris Silverman - Writer on Reedsy Prompts

18 Stories

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Where There's Water

Submitted to Contest #60

Leeroy Altman was on his fourth Mountain Dew of the day. All he had to drink was that sickly yellow liquid. It dribbled down his chin and settled on his protruding collarbones, with a stickiness that could only be removed with a shower. Too bad that wasn't an option either. He had the major hots for his neighbor, Fiona Royal, but he smelled too gross to approach her these days. He tried drenching himself in cologne, coating himself with a hefty layer of Fabreeze, and even rolling around on dryer sheets. But nothing can take the place o...

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Matters of the Heart

Iris Silverman

Submitted to Contest #59

The subway station is no more crowded than usual this Friday. The smell of diesel mixed with dough from bagels wafts through the air. The grime on the floor is a mix of donut crumbs, dirt, urine, pizza grease, and soda. Saxophone notes penetrate conversations and demand space. A string breaks loudly on an electric guitar. A man with a long red beard talks to himself. Children scream at their parents. Karim Saleh isn’t hearing, smelling, or really seeing any of this today. He feels a tightness in his chest. He’s 25 years old and has just...

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The 1st Step

Iris Silverman

Submitted to Contest #58

I was once again floundering, faced with the dread of adulthood looming over my head. It started with the black pumps I had to buy at JC Penny’s. The smell of the grey carpet and vacant-like atmosphere reminded me of a long-lost childhood, memories I kept grasping for but could never seem to reach. Then it was the the blisters the pumps gave me and the bagginess of my eyes. My face suddenly seemed strikingly asymmetrical. If beauty was symmetry, I felt uglier than I’d ever felt in my life. I walked in the glass doors, wincing as my ankl...

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Author bio

Iris Silverman is a free-spirited, fiery Leo whose Capricorn moon keeps her grounded (mostly). In her free time, you can catch her eating whole limes on her fire escape and people-watching.

Her characters are very real to her, and sometimes she catches herself wondering what they're doing, forgetting that they are in fact figments of her imagination.

She is passionate about writing and reading fiction and pumped to join this amazing online community. She loves, loves, loves constructive criticism. Leave feedback on her stories, and she'll return the favor:)

1 shortlisted story ⭐️

Contest #302

If the End of the World Could Talk – read story