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Submitted to Contest #318
Tucked away in a dark corner of The City That Never Sleeps, a little theater experienced what they could only describe as bedlam. The mainstay troupe lost its favorite actor. No one knew where he went, nor why he disappeared. With little information about one another’s identities and little contact outside the theater, they grieved over this beloved friend, in loss and in anger, but the show simply had to go on. Toward the back of the dark stage stood several flat cutouts of castle walls, merchant booths and knights’ armor propped on stands....
Submitted to Contest #309
Botched from the start.“You go this way,” I said. “And I’ll go the other. You got that?”And with a flickered lip she nodded. Our eyes locked for eternity but hers left mine first. It was the first sign: of her desire, of weakness.We traipsed opposite ways down the station. I wore my smile before and after our rendezvous, before and after I received that saddle tan suitcase. I carried both of these with an air of pride that didn’t match my heart. The clicks of her mauve heels drifted further away, their echoes coming back to haunt me like the...
Submitted to Contest #299
I don’t know whether it was the coffee, the slap, the Adderall, the argument, or the other coffee soaring through the air to scorch my face, but I felt as though time itself stopped completely. Maybe I was the bad one here. Maybe, just maybe, I did something downright horrible to justify such a loud, violent reaction. But the timeline remained a jumbled-up jigsaw in my head. I had to think back to when this was all just a horrible nightmare…Carla came home from work late that day. Said she was ending things, wanted me to move out. I played t...
Submitted to Contest #298
Content warning: this story contains gore and mentions of suicide.—“I thought this were a Christian town.” He spat at the ground with utter contempt, swishing that stubbled chin of his. “We don’t take kindly to defiling the bodies of others. Ain’t never have.”“Would you say this was premeditated? Or heat of the moment?”“Could be both. Wouldn’t change nothin. Blaspheme is blaspheme.”“When would you say this event took place?”The wrinkles of his eyes squinted down the unending dirt road. “I was comin in from out of town when I saw the body. Ha...
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