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Submitted to Contest #295
Officer Hale shook his head at the dust and weeds all over his recently washed squad car, and waved away a curious bee. Half a mile before entering the More With Honey summer camp, the road had crumbled from smooth pavement to an overgrown dirt track. As the officer waited, he watched a line of children, little knees hiking in theatrical march after their willowy counselor as she led a buoyant call and response.There was a treeThere was a treeThe prettiest treeThe prettiest treeThat you ever did seeThat you ever did seeThe tree in the hole a...
Submitted to Contest #294
References to sexual assault and suicide.When Arnold was younger, his folks had taken him to see the crypt of John Paul Jones. The haunted tomb was quiet, and vigilantly guarded, with dim lights washing over the stone walls like moonlight on a restless sea.The war hero died alone, after a life of ceaseless fighting, an ocean away from American shores. For a hundred years, he was lost, buried by an unmarked grave, but unmistakable when he was found. The casket that held his pickled corpse was a cask brimming with high proof alcohol.“That’s ho...
Submitted to Contest #293
Ray braced against the horn, teeth clenched through the prolonged blare as the offending crosser calved away from the sidewalk. “Move, you old bitch!”The woman—was it a woman?—turned to look at him. She was curled in on herself, hunched over under the weight of a massive black-green coat, a spindly walker supporting her doubled frame. Her skin was black, the color of cracked leather, and her head was crowned by a black helmet of a turban. Thick black goggles like glass ashtrays covered her eyes, and the gnarled hands gripping the walker were...
Submitted to Contest #292
Hallie gasped when she walked through the front door. The foyer was glowing in fiery red, blending seamlessly into a vibrant orange, then melding into a luscious turquoise. Daniel frowned at her expression. “Problem?”“No, I—” the young painter had to get her breath back. “I just…it’s such a gorgeous palette; are you sure you want to cover it up?”Daniel nodded. “That’s what I’m paying you for. Just white is fine.”Drifting after him into the living room, Hallie breathed in the glorious canary yellows and lime greens offset by a delicate mauve....
Submitted to Contest #287
“I only have about a quart,” Mariole said. “Less after we boil it.”Jack clenched his teeth. “We’ll make it work.”“Really?”“Yeah, kid, knock yourself out.”Mariole’s face lit up behind her mask, and she clapped her little hands together. Jack swept the rubble off of a table while Mariole set up the propane burner, even though the cannister was feeling a little light. The flame kicked on, and Jack poured purified water from his flask into a camping kettle. “In the old days, you were supposed to have a kettle that whistled,” he said. “To let you...
Submitted to Contest #286
“You have to let go!”Abner squinted through the smoke, his own voice dying in the roar of the blaze, but a faint cry came back to him.“No!”Lurching forward, Abner dodged a falling beam, covering his nose and mouth with the sleeve of his shirt and childish hope. “Yule!” he called. “We have to go!”“Eat a dick!”“It’s not worth it!”“Eat a bag of dicks!”Shouldering through a scalding door, Abner found him, still clinging to his damn fool construction, dangling from where the attic floor fell through. “Damnit, Yule, you’re gonna get crushed!” Abne...
Shortlisted for Contest #280 ⭐️
There you are. Hello, sir. Busy day, soldier? Not especially, sir. Awful lot of people here. That’s not unusual, sir. That’s true, that’s true. Lots of people come here, feels like every day, to gather out past that balcony, just to get a look at his excellency the pope, and receive his blessing. That they do, sir. Incredibly powerful spiritual experience that people travel miles for, to actually behold God’s avatar on Earth, and you and I are tasked with the protection of his holiness, to preserve the authority of the Catholic church. I tak...
Winner of Contest #257 🏆
Eddie was sweating. He'd been told, before putting on the suit, to drink a ton of water, so much your stomach hurts, and he bet there was an extra ten pounds of perspiration in the cheap costume fur. It certainly smelled like it, but rule one of wearing the suit: never take off the head. "That's an automatic write up," said Rob. "If you do it, and Faye finds out you subbed in without approval, you are off weekend hours, my friend. Good luck sucking up Tuesday tips." "I get it, I get it," Eddie had insisted. "I'll stay away from French revolu...
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