Juliette Prior

“yellow” by Juliette Prior

"I've looked, I swear, I just can't see the beauty in it."-Luca Fogale, You TriedI woke up early today. You were still in a deep slumber, mouth half-ajar, your dirty blond hair a bird's nest on your sleep-warmed head. I used to run my fingers through it, I used to kiss it.We used to wake up at the same time. I kissed you goodbye and awaited your return every evening. Now you walk out the door without so much as a glance.We used to laugh, do you remember? Your jokes were as bad as your father's. I loved them.I feel the bed squeak, watch your ...

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“The Death of Lowis Red” by Juliette Prior

Submitted to Contest #65

It was a chilly night in October, Halloween to be exact. The fall leaves fell in large clumps over the wet streets. A cool wind swept over the town, causing everyone to pull their coats up just a little higher. Streetlights cast an eerie glow upon children’s faces as they giddily held their buckets out for more rounds of candy. Everyone in town knew it was a death sentence to enter the Merrilyn Graveyard on Halloween night. But, for some people, it was worth fifty bucks. Well, it was for Olivia Collins and her best friend, that is."Wors...

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“Here Comes the Train” by Juliette Prior

Submitted to Contest #62

Cold wind whipped my hair around my face, blurring my vision in a mess of black curls. Ahead of me was a beautiful yellow and pink sunset, the same one from last night's dream, and the night before's. The howl of the wind and crashing of waves were the only sounds I could manage to focus on, but they wouldn't be for long. What was going to happen? I didn't know- I only knew something would. To put all of my hope in that small belief found me rethinking my choices. Maybe I should step off the tracks. But no- I wasn't going to do that, I was g...

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“I Tried To Protect Her” by Juliette Prior

Submitted to Contest #60

The road home was long and winding, giving me time to think. Sulfur filled the intoxicated air and there were still a few fires; aftermath of the most recent attack. My worn converse kept my bare feet inside from being ripped to shreds by all the glass covering the sidewalk- you had to be careful here. If you were hurt, you were dead. The thought made me think of Annie- what would become of her?She wasn't strong, or brave- but she was smart. Yet, deep inside of me, I felt that it wouldn't be enough. Her body was failing, she was dying- and t...

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“Peace, Natalie” by Juliette Prior

Submitted to Contest #59

The large drops of rain seemed to claw at the window, forming rivers in the streets below. I stared at the sky as a big bolt of lightning lit up the clouds, causing the building to shake.The storm didn't bother me, nothing did, really. I peered down the ten stories below me out the apartment window, watching the people on the ground. Cars skidded on the wet roads while people raced to get home to their warm, cozily-lit fires, maybe a cup of coffee, a midnight movie.I took a small, deep breath. In through the nose, out through the mouth. It f...

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