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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2021
The earth’s cool on her hands. As her fingers dig in the dirt her knuckles cake with soil. It smells of minerals.    She sits on the ground. Or almost anyway, there’s a stray cushion from one of the patio chairs between her and the actual dirt. It’s not much, but it softens the edges and sharp corners of the rocks and pebbles embedded in the footpath between the rows.    She pauses from her task. Pulling and tugging- from the roots- you have to get the roots, otherwise…She looks off and then wipes her ...
Submitted to Contest #118
TW: vulgar language Today’s the day I change. I can’t take anymore shit! She looks up from her screen and stares off into the void of a grey wall. The flickering fluorescent bulb overhead casts its glow- the only light down here. She rubs her temples. How am I still in the basement? The clock has a few more notches to count off before she can leave. She’s kept the same routine thus far; once the hands reach the four and six mark she can sign out and turn off her screen. She stands and stre...
Submitted to Contest #113
Dream Day Rain pools on the windshield as the wipers lag. Seconds accumulate; the red light blurs then is wiped clear. There’s that new car smell- plastic mixed with almost leather. A clear film covers the back door handle. As we idle at the light I pick at it. Scratching at the corner, I left it with my nail and then peal it. It curls into itself as soon it’s off and I roll it between thumb and index into a twisted litt...
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