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Submitted to Contest #201
Farewell Tour The last note of the last song on our final tour has long faded, replaced by the sounds of the road crew. Joking with each other, talking about plans for after they get the equipment loaded and set torn down. Some planning on to where to eat after, what will be open at the late hour. The blinding bright stage lights swapped out for house lights. From my vantage point in the empty theater, I can see the crew working quickly but carefully. Kicking up shiny bits of confetti mixed up in the dust as they cross the stage. Cle...
Submitted to Contest #52
“So what? Just cuz I’m a black homeless junkie, you think I killed that white bitch? That ain’t my thing, man. You know me. Can I go now? I wanna see the baby.” Shantell bolted up from the old squeaky green chair and stalked over to the large office windows. “Sit down, Shantell! We’re not done yet!” Her older sister barked her reply. As soon as Shantell sat back down, Desiree’ continued, calmer now. “I didn’t say that you killed the baby’s mother, but I gotta say that it doesn’t look good for you. Sh...
Dean and I have only been friends for about five years now, but he is definitely my closest friend. We met at work. He the successful experienced real estate agent, and I the new receptionist. We hit it off right away and would always make each other laugh in and out of the office. Oftentimes I would hear the other male agents mocking him for his flamboyant style, even coming close to blows one afternoon. Luckily, he came in the break room and guided me out to the lobby by my arm. “Now, Amber, don’t let those bitches get on...
Submitted to Contest #50
After spending twenty-five years here in the family home, it was just about time to leave for good. The walls barren of all the old family photos, now carefully packed and in the moving truck. All furniture gone, either donated to charity, or also in the truck. For our last “official” dinner last night, we had take-away from the Chinese place up the street as all the dishes were packed or donated as well. Same with all the rest of the stuff I had accumulated in the two and a half decades under this roof. I complete one fina...
Submitted to Contest #49
“So,” he asked, gently putting his hands on my shoulders and slowly locking his eyes with mine, mischievous smile on his beautiful face. “What do you think?” I think back to what brought us to where we are now. It’s only been three months but feels much longer. I’ve been adoring him privately for almost three decades now, but we only met this past May. I had taken up walking dogs to supplement my income, as part-time cashier at the local dollar store wasn’t exactly getting th...
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