Kim Dyas

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2024

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“The Boxer” by Kim Dyas

Submitted to Contest #256

I stepped out the front door it was five am and still dark as sunrise wasn’t until five thirty. It was a typical October morning for Brisbane, the temperature had already reached twenty-five degrees and the humidity was high. I walked down the driveway to the foot path and started jogging. I would run for an hour and cover fifteen kilometres. This was a daily routine for me, run every morning and hit the gym in the afternoon after work.I had been boxing as an amateur for two years and held a national title, in the light heavy weight division...

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“The Love of an Old Dog” by Kim Dyas

Submitted to Contest #255

The words said so carefully and precisely.I was fighting my body to wake up on this New Years Day. I was heavy, my body tired from a late night, but in this moment, total comfort wrapped in pristine white hotel sheets. I could sense that there was something not right, but I was too comfortable, didn’t want to acknowledge morning or open my eyes just a little. I could sense him moving around beside me, he was awake. He slid out of bed silently trying not to wake me and went to the bathroom. Something is off. I waited for him to com...

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“The Lilac Cloud” by Kim Dyas

I look at the dress, picking it up, the feel of taffeta in my hands. Holding it up to my body. And there it is. A lilac cloud of frills and lace. With the slightest movement the friction noise of this outdated fabric is probably worse than the dress itself. I throw it across the room where it lands in a noisy lilac shimmer of frills on the floor.Sitting on the edge of my bed, I feel hot stinging tears come to my eyes."Don't cry, don't cry” I say, reciting to myself. Too late. The dam wall broke, and the tension and sadness came flooding forw...

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“Galactic Timelines” by Kim Dyas

Submitted to Contest #253

It's always messy when timelines are interwoven so intricately. "What do you mean grandfather?" I ask. I cannot see what he is seeing, we live in different planes of existence. "What can you see?" I close my eyes and go inwards when I feel his presence as close as I do now. My energy settles and I close down in each region of my body, concentrating the flow to my inner self. My body knows how to do this pretty much instantly now, I can be in any place at any time, my body recognises the mental request and effortlessly becomes still and quiet...

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Author bio

I like to explore anything artistic in this world. And now to put this artistic energy into words, poems and short stories. Every day is a day to learn...