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Kari Hyp

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2020

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Just another dinner on Earth

Kari Hyp

Submitted to Contest #31

In the year 3015, Arlen is living with his mother in Acushnet, Massachusetts and helps run their rose farm/nursery: Birkland’s farm. They live in the secluded part of Acushnet, in the town of Dartmouth in a small cabin near the farm. Arlen’s father left them when he was a newborn. Arlen’s mother, Aliah Birks, has depression, having still not gotten over her husband. It is dinner time, and Arlen is helping prepare lentil soup with his mother. It is about ten minutes past six o’clock. And yet, as ...

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Luna

Kari Hyp

Submitted to Contest #30

There was once that day.That day that melted into the background of the clear, crisp crust of sunset. It (the sunset) sort of had puffs of clouds that seemed to give off vibes of toy-story-perfection, the colors that swirled behind it (of course) were so extra to the POINT that no one even (as heck!) would notice such cloud-like-wonders. The wonders didn't end there: in fact, they HAVE only begun. Beginning with the sunset and ending… With her smile. Streams of golden waves of hair that flowed: down her back. Blue-blue eyes; but not the type...

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Oasis of calm

Kari Hyp

I once invoked pain to someone. Now, when I mean by “invoking“ pain, I don’t mean by that petty-oh-I-just-hurt-you-physically type of pain. No, this type of pain was different. Different because NOTHING happened-but yet- I CALL it pain. I was strolling down the Galleria mall downtown when I noticed something very peculiar. A stray black, scruffy dog was roaming ‘round the intersection (to the right) near the Macy’s and passing between JcPenny and Bath and Body works. Of course, this isn’t one of those cliche moments where I, the main c...

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Black as soul coffee

Kari Hyp

Submitted to Contest #30

“That it will never come again is what makes life so sweet”. -Emily Dickinson Mother was never the type to like sweetened coffee. Sweetened coffee or not, I loved the bitterness of any coffee. The word coffee, or any coffee that is, was pure heaven to me. It’s like that perfect blend between strong bean and sweet cocoa crashed between the sides of the smooth, hard, ceramic cup that grandmother gave to me. Smooth as a baby’s butt. Hard as a tree oak. You name it. Ugh. I guess I’m really am just corny. Similar to that time mother glared a...

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Corpse unscathed between worlds

Kari Hyp

Submitted to Contest #30

You see me, that creature whom died committing suicide off the bridge near the pub. The creature whom-every twelve o’clock midnight- would creep ‘round the paved roads in agony. I was once human you know… Humans, humans. They betray their friends, stabbing them when they aren’t looking; they are so prideful as to storm their way out of the parking lot cause your ex-husband has cheated on you, but you’ve cheated on him also. What I ask is: why? Why would you out of all things in reincarnation, see ME. Me who’s left unscathed though I’ve been...

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Remember me

Kari Hyp

Submitted to Contest #29

She remembers those days. Honeysuckle and tea leaves. The fresh snow falling-slowly, slowly- from the vast sky. The sky itself was blue-blue from top to bottom, all the puffs of clouds sprinkled 'round the air. They were flying (Up, up, up! And away!) with oxygen-power and were placed perfectly next to one another. Kind of like they were buddies. Friends. She was someone who'd look up at the sky and picture dinosaurs and bunny-rabbits forming through the clouds. But, today was a terrible day. " Kieran, are you ready?" I can almost picture h...

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Questioning what it means to fly

Kari Hyp

Submitted to Contest #28

There are always the consequences for those who fly out of their cages.If there was one thing that birds have, its wings. Duh. Wings that come in all shapes, colors, textures: all differences but all have the common reason of…. Flying. UGH. There I go again, being super cheesy using dope pickup lines-that seem effective- like those you see in depressing young adult-teens- novels. Welp. At least I DID its purpose: to give you the fucking feels. The feels that wrap around you like a homemade quilted blanket. And-still- give you the i...

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The Psyche-reaper in purgatory

Kari Hyp

My daughter is dead. My wife is too. My death doesn't matter to meanymore; just the lost spirit that I had obtained a while-back."Father, do you thinkthat the operation would do well?" Emily says, her right foot still numbsfrom the last surgery. "Dearest, you will dofine" I had reassured her. I pat her head, to assure her everything willbe A-OK. She had lost all given hope;death was eating away at her, bit-by-bit-hour-by-hour all awhile making her runthe operation with a wounded heart. She was running out of time. Time, in aneffort to keep h...

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Unfavorable demons

Kari Hyp

Submitted to Contest #27

“Kore, you have a mission.” The leader of my block says; he brandishes a pistol out from his belt-pocket and hands this to me.It’s not like I have a choice either way: why ask?“Yes, commander.” “Good. Now, remember your mission: find the peasant that had betrayed this company and bring him to me alive.”How I wish that I had listened to those words. Alive. As I shifted my feet back-and-forth-back-and-forth, I couldn’t help but be unsettled by the mission. Commander Dimitri was c...

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Next treehouse illusion *a short story

Kari Hyp

Submitted to Contest #27

" John, are you sure you're going to be okay up there?" I ask him, he's laying on his back on the top of the running train. He smiles-a genuine smile, one that not too many people understand nor do- and says, " Robin, I'm going to be alright. Don't worry about me."I believe him, and continue with the problem at hand: in order to not be caught. You see when you are the age of sixteen-years-old and you simply "snuck" your way into a train going to Geneva, Switzerland, you definitely don't want to get caught when you're only five hours away fro...

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The boy in the bubble

Kari Hyp

Submitted to Contest #27

“Despite my Ghoulish Reputation, I Really Have The heart of A small Boy. I Keep it in a jar on my Desk” -Robert BlochWould you steal a human heart if you had no heart yourself? There were those days that the Hulgri attempted to steal little children’s hearts. These vicious creatures-often charged for smuggling the precious silver coins from Prince Axel’s towers in exchange for a heart or two down the Greinfait River across Mount Orage- were ugly as they were cruel. Dark-moss-gr...

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The helped, the helper, and the help

Kari Hyp

Submitted to Contest #25

Of course, those you help others have either been: a) those who are just plain NICE; always having that copy-and-paste smile slapped across their faces, b) those whom hate the idea of “not being polite” so they can get their special brownie “points” also known as their parents, spouses, friends, teachers YOU name it! And of course, category c) those who have been helped and don’t necessarily want to help, but they just DO it. I don’t want to give you the wrong impression about ...

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