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Submitted to Contest #129
In rough weather a skier is completely clandestine. Not an inch of an identifiable feature is exposed. A hat or helmet covers the hair, dark goggles hide the eyes, while a balaclava conceals the entire rest of the face. No skin reveals the possibility of even discerning the build or ethnicity of the inhabitant under the thick layer of garb. That’s me today feeling like a 1960 astronaut hardly able to bend elbows or knees with the heavy layers of winter ware protecting vulnerable skin. That along with cement ski boots. ...
Submitted to Contest #100
Foodies: this one’s for you. “Broasted chicken”, says Wayne. “I have a taste for broasted chicken like That Place.” “That Place? Which place?” “That Place—the 50s diner in Hart. My mouth waters just thinking of it.” Hitting all the recipe sites with the avidness of Einstein, the tenacity of a bulldog, and the dream of a Martha Stewart-worthy dinner, I scanned through AllRecipes.com, Yummy Tummy, and Taste of Home, among others. Who knew there’s a...
Submitted to Contest #99
NEVER The sun on the calm water and laid back conversation float nowhere. Need to go nowhere. Content with itself, it spreads with ease like a thick layer of syrup over pancakes making them savory and sweet. Kayaking up under cascading walls of water vines, I arrive at a long abandoned beaver lodge so overgrown that only a practiced eye could discern it. The growth is so impenetrable and the stream path so narrow that I’m unable to turn the kayak around, and begin to paddle backwards but am stymied by islands o...
Submitted to Contest #94
I'm already pouting as I climb the metal stairs into the seen-better-days jungle jalopy. It's where I want to be, but not what I'll be able to do. Legally they can't let me zip line with a cast. The driver points out a pair of alligators half submerged in the tropical creek running by the side of our trekking path. Someone else points out a couple of deer not 20 feet from the gators but barely visible in the undergrowth. The gators start to move, are they ready for a quick dinner? Soundlessly the deer disappear. My pout is merel...
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