Jess A. Smith

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2021

Stories (5)

5 Stories

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“All you see is Icing” by Jess A. Smith

Submitted to Contest #105

It was that time of year again. Two months of utter chaos was upon us and you could feel the tension and excitement in every movement of every staff member from every nook and cranny of the grand house. This was my third year in the kitchen and I was truly doing my dream job. By this stage even Ms. Christine knew my name. Well, she knew I shared my name with a flower, and it didn’t help that I responded with an immense...

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“Ward” by Jess A. Smith

Submitted to Contest #103

My name is Ward. Or is it Warren? Sometimes I forget things. I forget that my tongue can make the words in my head real, and that if I use it, sometimes people will understand me. Other times I just use it as fishing pole. Today I forgot that it’s important to push the buttons on the phone. Or maybe I learned that you don’t push the buttons on the phone. I don’t remember now. I woke up at 6:42. I wake up every d...

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“Til Death Do Us Part” by Jess A. Smith

Submitted to Contest #102

“Til death do us part.” I sit in my lukewarm Epsom salted bath. I push rewind on my mind’s eye. “Til death do us part.” I see his shaky left hand, fingers slightly blue under the nails. It was cold in that great stone cathedral. You know the big Catholic families we both came from wouldn’t have it any other way. Stained glass, robes, communion and an atmosphere designed to be frigid so you didn’t fall asleep on “the word...

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“Avarice ” by Jess A. Smith

Submitted to Contest #101

“Why do you hoard?” “Why do you waste?” The echoes of these rasping growling horrendously pointed questions roll round and round in my head. My chest hurts from the weight of it all. The pushing and the heaving and the howling! Will it ever end? “Why do you hoard?” “Why do you waste?” It’s all too much to bear. And yet the boulders roll on and on and on... **** Time, rather, the passing of it; is an illusio...

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“Three Times a Day ” by Jess A. Smith

Submitted to Contest #100

“You have to show them you are making an effort,” I said through clenched teeth, the sweet potato coating my mouth with carbs. “I know it’s hard, and I’d like to say it gets easier, but I’ve been here for over two months now and have done this three times a day...I’m still struggling.” I shrugged, no use in sugar coating it for the newbies. “What’s your name?” I asked, trying to distract her from the task at hand-cleanin...

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Words build worlds, and those who write are architects with infinite resources.