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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2021
Submitted to Contest #108
"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.
Submitted to Contest #107
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...
24 year old Freelance writer. Working on a Novella called "One Last Hug"
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