Jason Basaraba

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2023

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“I'm Broken” by Jason Basaraba

Submitted to Contest #260

"Daddy, I'm broken." A phone call at two in the morning, and those words crying out in the dark are the reason I am on this flight. I went to find my daughter, my little girl.It wasn't easy, but she was coherent enough to give me directions, and from her history I can now go to any city and know where to find her. It's usually where they all hang out.That was five days ago, I am now on another flight, returning home.Sitting in silence, there is only one other person in the row, and he isn't much of a talker. Leaning back in my chair I stare ...

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“Tiny Pink Shoes” by Jason Basaraba

Submitted to Contest #260

The drive home from the hospital is quiet, I always pictured this day differently. We have so much to say but keep the thoughts to ourselves, as if it is taboo to speak. I want to say something and nearly do, but when I glance at her she is looking elsewhere.So, I drive on. Knuckles white as they grip the wheel, I watch as raindrops dance across the windshield, flying away free in the wind with each push of the wipers. The steady squeak of rubber on glass has a hypnotic tone that echoes with-in the hollowness of the car.I finally break the s...

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“Fast, Like the Wind” by Jason Basaraba

Submitted to Contest #240

The drive home seemed long, longer than it should have been, considering the distance hadn’t changed. With a hand stretched out the window I surf the wind, the hairs on my arm tingle as the cool air slips through my fingers, like faded memories we can no longer hold.I rolled the window down because she always loved sticking her head out. Mouth open, tongue out enjoying the invisible force as it tussles her fur in a frenzied playful way. I’m just guessing, in truth I do not know why she enjoys it so much. Today she didn’t lift her head, but I...

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Author bio

Stories have been in my life for as long as I can remember. Reading, listening, and having them roam freely in my mind as I create my own. I am a prairie person who moved to the west coast and consider both places home. I wish to share my stories with others in hopes they are enjoyed and shared. I have not had professional training but I learn every-time I read works from others. Inspiration comes from every day life and observations as well as personal experiences.