Jahson Clarke

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2021

Stories (8)

8 Stories

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“Everywhere You Go” by Jahson Clarke

Nathan winced as the sludge flowed down his back and zig zagged towards his chin. The putrid concoction: of milk, applesauce, and carrots slicked his hair to the side and made the perpetrators visible. Their malicious laughs evoked various emotions out of those that witnessed the horrific, but all too familiar scene. Behind many of those fake laughs were kids that were glad that it wasn’t them, glad that god d...

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“The Pawn” by Jahson Clarke

I guess every dog has its day held some merit. After all, my life did a 180 and gave me the thrill I’ve been yearning for since the sandbox. The college experience was a puzzle, everyone had their own piece in making the experience. I hated the jagged one I got. A studious student who was carrying group projects,getting used by girls for homework answers; but was god awful socially.The few friends I h...

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“Dry Tears” by Jahson Clarke

Five, slow dreadful years. That's how long it’s been since my departure from the “good” life. My vessel long gone after accompanying the seabed and becoming a snack for the creatures that lurked in the darkness. The brake line on my hectic life was cut and I began speeding into oncoming traffic. Drugs, forgotten birthdays and Vegas stripper escapades had it’s way with me. Heavy on the Vegas strippers. My fast life finally made contact with death and came to a halt. Peer pressure is a bitch isn’...

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“Unheard cries” by Jahson Clarke

CW: Strong Language The feeling of being unwanted is heart wrenching, but being a ghost is unfathomable. Liam stood by the purring work truck that hugged the shoulder of the road. On both sides of the road stood tall majestic trees and stretches of brush. Liam awaited approval to open the passenger door. He saw the upper part of a silhouette in the truck nod and heard the clicking...

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“Closer To Home” by Jahson Clarke

CW: Strong languageLosing faith in humanity is justifiable... unless you had no faith to begin with.My life surrendered to the demons of the war. Night terrors left me making trips involuntarily to my dresser, occasionally tripping over dress shoes and boxes on the floor. Reliving nightmares over and over again in hopes they would become after thoughts, but only awakening to sweat blotched T’s. A constant vibration near my head woke me, another on and...

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“When it rains it pours” by Jahson Clarke

CW: Strong language “So, should I end this relationship on the phone or in person? Dylan said. I saw him Jess. I saw a beard before those tinted windows rolled up and don’t give me the oh that was my dealer bullshit…you fucking kissed him.” Little ticking sounds seized the 99’ Ford Mustang. Rain. It started off subtle and slowly gained traction; the midnight skies hi...

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“Reflection hugs” by Jahson Clarke

"What did I do to deserve this pain", she cried. Tears now zig zagging down her once dry pale face; each stream running through her pin needle sized freckles. The therapist hands her a pink rectangle tissue box. "You have to stop blaming others", he said. She obnoxiously filled the tissue with sorrow tears and warranted mucus. "A-are we fucking done here," she uttered.

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“Lovely Game” by Jahson Clarke

A.... soft, silent, sacred breeze traveled. Beer bottles clanked as footsteps shifted the dirt. The sweet aroma of bitternut hickory burning- seduced the midnight air. "Your Turn", she said. A rambunctious belch rang through the calm night. A middle-aged man with a beer gut and reeking breath of one too many beers, sat down in the chair. "Umm...I dare you to make out wit...

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Author bio

22 year old freelance writer. Just trying to improve my writing.