Joseph Viel

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2022

3 Stories

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The coast was clear, beach sand glared in the reflective pattern of a kaleidoscope. "Half of the shipment was lost in transit, kale edge..." Said with a tobacco smile and cigar but ripe red in its cherry ember. Alm inhaled and held the toke strongly in his lungs. "That cut-throat bottom on the leading edge?" Questioning his decision that led to the disaster. "Nope, liquor and whores." "HaHa!" -The End. I am actually incredibly polite and reserved in real life.