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Leigh Elasc

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2020

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Traffic Misery

Leigh Elasc

“Well, you know what? FUCK YOU!” Terrence quickly slams his phone down and punches the steering while like it’s the newest version of a punching bag. “Asshole! Fucking asshole! Fucking shit!” He keeps on muttering as beeps and honks fly around him like flies. It’s Black Friday, and everything is supposed to be pleasant. Terrence knows that and everybody knows that but for somebody like Terrence, pleasant is just never the word for any of his days. How could she break up with me? Over the damn phone? The questions linger around ...

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Of Things That Wilt And Fade

Leigh Elasc

Submitted to Contest #86

I can still remember it so vividly. The sky, a shade of grey, dark and disastrous, looming over the little town somewhere of Nebraska as snowflakes fly around like dust in the atmosphere. My boots, stepping into deep, soft snow. The cold taking over my body, the freezing sensation within me that burns. Amidst everything that happened, the days that have passed by, the sun that came and went . . . I can still remember it so vividly. The chattering of my teeth against each other as I walk the pavement going to my house. The subtle s...

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These Lips Will Never Tell

Leigh Elasc

Submitted to Contest #76

“You have beautiful hair, Cece.” For once, the words felt like prisoners desperate to come out of my mouth. I can feel my lips moving slightly as I tried to repeat and repeat and repeat everything there is to say in my mind. “Cece, why are you so tardy?” Perhaps, that isn’t a nice thing to say but she needs to know somehow, doesn’t she? Somebody needs to tell her one more late time and she’s out, don’t they? “Cece, you’re tardy and I hate tardy people but damn, you are one piece of special gem.” Awkward but necessary. I can feel t...

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It Used To Be Like That

Leigh Elasc

Submitted to Contest #69

Aunt May answers after what feels like the 45th ring. As soon as she clicks the videochat button, we all groan in exhaustion and roll our eyes in frustration. “May, where on earth have you been?!” Mom mutters, gritting her teeth and grunting. She looks like she's about to jump into the screen right now and smack Aunt May on the face in person. So does dad, and Uncle Gary, and Grandma Bern. “Sorry y'all,” Aunt May immediately says, her voice groggy and loose, like she just drank the whole day. Which she did, g...

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