Leo Flora

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2020

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4 Stories

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“To Her” by Leo Flora

Submitted to Contest #95

Two doors. Both exist ahead of me. The doorknobs glisten, catching light from somewhere in the room. There are murmurs from the audience. Is there an audience? The doors look nearly identical, the wood dark and polished. I notice a crack in the one on the left. A mark of age and history. She awaits behind that door. She was admitted six months ago. Brought in because of stomach pains, diagnosed with something much worse...what was it?...she sits there now, awaiting the darkness to absorb her, to take her away from a world without ...

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“You Are They” by Leo Flora

Submitted to Contest #93

When Chris volunteered to clean up he didn’t expect it to take longer than an hour. Nick and him had been cleaning up vomit and beer cans for what felt like forever. “Thanks again, Chris.” Nick said. “Yeah, no problem.” He glanced at the clock. It was 3 A.M. He had hoped to be asleep by now. If he hadn’t gone to the party at all he could’ve been asleep by 11. But he couldn’t just not go. Despite everything in him telling him he was going to have a terrible time he knew Nick would be upset if he didn’t. Nick was the only person who would i...

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“The Lonesome Ocean” by Leo Flora

Submitted to Contest #78

Nobody wanted to hear me play anymore. I had gotten some stragglers a few years ago. They were the ones who remembered the days before the music box. I could play for them for hours and they’d still want more. It was hard back then, too, but far better than this.About twenty years ago, companies like Enhanced Sounds and WonderMusic released these machines called “music boxes.” They had every song you’d hear from a room musician, but at less than half the price. My skills became useless in a matter of weeks. For many years before that, I had ...

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“The Subway Connection” by Leo Flora

Submitted to Contest #37

Jacob always found something about the subway calming. People passing by, with lives to deal with. They have no care for his own. He’s just a stranger to them. They worry about their problems, he worries about his. In a way, in the subway is when Jacob feels the most alone. No pressure from others around him, no attempts to keep attention away from him. Unless he bumps into someone, of course, that’s a whole different story. He sits in the same seat every day after school. It’s always open, as if beckoning him. A space he can always co...

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