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Submitted to Contest #309
Beatrice Nelson, grasping her nephew’s “Ice Monster 2000” racing sled, asked herself if she was really going through with this. She was a baker, for crying out loud. Two decades of professionally honed skill, crafting tens of thousands of pies, had led her to this literal precipice. She would careen down the icy hill at sub-sonic speeds toward the riotous crowd below to what… prove a point to those ungrateful villagers? Settle a score with Mason’s Menagerie and her unsightly cupcakes? No, she told herself. She was here because she needed to...
I saw a phoenix yesterday. You can tell me I’m seeing things, but I know what I saw. The bird rose from the ashes of our home. It was a phoenix, and it was crying. In our first counseling session last week, we talked about the visions I’ve been having. We haven’t called them hallucinations, but I sense that is what you diagnosed me with. They aren’t hallucinations to me. They are visions of what could be or might be. I know there isn’t actually a hiker inviting me to join him when I’m eating breakfast or walking to my mailbox. He’s not real...
Submitted to Contest #305
After nearly a month stranded on this island, she was by far the ugliest mermaid I’d ever seen. I felt sorry for her. It. Is it is an it or a her? Whatever the case, she’s hideous and I don’t mean to demean or belittle her. She’s truly an overripe fruit that was left in the sun. I first saw her when the initial rescue lifeboat left the fuel tanker to come rescue me. This little dot bobbed on the horizon in front of a mega ship, and I thought, “That’s what they sent?” I was in the national news – “Local Sea Captain Found Alive on Island.” The...
Good, God, doctors are the dumbest creatures on earth. The stupidity of his clients, despite them having a medical degree, boggled Mark’s mind as he lit a cigarette at the start of his ten-minute break. Well, now it was an eight-minute break because Cora had stopped him in the hall to ask him, yet again, how to set the parameters for adding customer profiles in the program so that new patients would update under the protocols they just created and not the old ones. “It’s in the updated index file,” he told her. “I get an error me...
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