Kai S.D.

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2020

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Confessions of a Neurotic Housewife” by Kai S.D.

She’s used to obliging by the machine’s capriciousness. She waits, expectant, for the beeper to go off – she’s a perfectionist in nature, and never does anything halfway. The artificial lavender scent escapes the metallic container as soon as she opens the small circular door. It’s always reminded her of a ship’s window. When she was little, she used to imagine the washing machine was a unique submarine, one that could go on land because it contained the water inside itself. Something about reversing the concepts ...

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“Petunia's Flowers” by Kai S.D.

Everything about it feels odd: The dirt-stained leather gloves that are much too big for her, and crease in all the wrong places; the sound of the watering can’s belly filling, its metallic walls wailing in their freezing rigidity; the stench of dirt and something else – it’s a deep, low smell: a bit like mold, but not as distinctive; or maybe boiled cabbage, but more subtle. Petunia begins to water the plants. There’s an underlying anxiety to everything she does: Is it too much...

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“A Virtuouso's Virtue” by Kai S.D.

Submitted to Contest #26

He’ll show up, I tell myself. Two more minutes pass. There’s no more feed for me to scroll through. I look around. No one. I light a cigarette. A few drags later, I crush it into the ashtray. The damn thing’s made me nauseous. Still, I’ll probably smoke another one in a couple of minutes. It’s better than having no distractions. I take the cheap coffee, that’s still way too expensive for my current income. It’s scorching, undrinkable. I can barely hold it. At the s...

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“What's in a Name?” by Kai S.D.

Submitted to Contest #26

Rosa.The girls shriek in delight, waving their presents in the air as they run out to the yard. Two handkerchiefs, one yellow and one pink, dance nonchalantly from the tips of their fingers. Their uncle’s in town. They don’t see him often, they’re so excited I don’t know how I’ll manage to get them to bed. He can almost read my thoughts. “It’s alright, Maggie. They universe won’t collapse if they go to bed a bit late one day.” – Mateo...

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Author bio

Writer. Fiction. Creative non-fiction. Short Stories. Novels. Others.