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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2020
Submitted to Contest #62
“You must know that you carry the keys to this forest. The key is a human being not yet born, not yet conceived,” the old woman seated on a stool says after noisily blowing the thin tea she has been offered. She is holding a mug with her bony fingers, elbows resting on her thighs. The man and his wife watch her in disbelief. Perplexed, they had welcomed this alien creature earlier when she knocked at their door, walking in the rain when the red sun was setting as it formed a rainbow which ran across the sky touching two horizons like a ...
Submitted to Contest #57
“Why are you here? Couldn’t you send her with your mother instead? This is a women affair. How are you going to handle screams and that labor ward with nude women?” asked one hefty nurse. I had gone to the nurse station looking for someone who could assist my wife of ten months deeply trapped in labor, screaming, and scaring me stiff. “No. I can handle it. Not everybody has a mother. Don’t you have male nurses here?” I asked with a voice that was tucked between sadness and rage. All of them turned to look at me including those who wer...
Submitted to Contest #55
“Can you keep a secret?” asked the Chief while the rest formed a semi-circle scrutinizing me from head to toe. I nodded; a gesture that did not go well with him. “Don’t you have a mouth lad?” asked he, narrowing his sharp eagle-eyes while his rosebud lips parted, revealing a crowded mouth with crooked teeth that had a buildup of nicotine, browning them at the base. One would be forgiven to think that he had them in double layers while his dark complexion exaggerated their whiteness from afar. “Yes, yes…, I.. I can sir”, I stuttered in ...
Submitted to Contest #54
I arrived in the Netherlands in February 2020, in the middle of winter. Cold and rainy weather tormented me. What made it even worse was that most people here rely on public transport which thankfully is quite efficient, well heated and immaculately clean, but the inconveniences brought by this weather when walking or cycling to these public transportation platforms can be annoying. I noticed that everybody cycles including the queen whose photo had appeared on one of the newspapers on her way to a public library. Her appearance opened my mi...
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