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Submitted to Contest #251
The mailman had come early. I was still in my lounge clothes. I looked out the glass slits in the door. No one was out across the street or down the road. I do not know why I worried. I had a lot more on then most teenagers and young women. The wrinkles on my arms and saggy tits surely could not be noticed at such a distances, as from the street.I opened the door and was pleasantly surprised the day was not going to be scorching hot. It is nice when the weathermen get it right now and then. I turned to the mailbox next to the door and found ...
Submitted to Contest #249
I looked at my watch, it was 9:36 am. Where was she? We had said we would meet here at 9:00 am. I walked around to the back of the rental truck I reached up on my tip toes and grabbed the cord and pulled down the gate on my worldly possessions and locked it. I was glad the gate worked well. At sixty-five I didn’t need it to get stuck and not work. Linda and I might be tough adventurous old birds, but there is a limit. I walked around the big old house made into apartments. I was hoping this was the last time I would have to go up this stairw...
Submitted to Contest #243
Black Hole 1-4-15It was a dewy morning with a hazy glow about it. The space port entrance opened at sunrise. Yazer stepped out of the public transport. He was a handsome male. His antlers branch out nicely; not too tall or wide. He put down his carry case, stretched and fluffed out his fuzz and let it settle back in place. He lightly rubbed his sensitive muzzle. It had no mouth or nose.He hated public transportation. He picked up his satchel and joined the line. There was no help for it. His wife of many years needed their personal electric ...
Submitted to Contest #242
Waves of long green leaves tumbled down to the arbor path on both sides; leaving only enough room to walk single file. The blue flowers sticking up among them were the size of two fists put together waving on long stems. They gave the feel of a watery existence. The arbor was lushly covered with wisteria giving the day a cool feel. The pronounced smell of roses in my mind was turned into the smell of brine. It was joyful to walk down this path parting the waters like Mosses. The illusion and contrast momentarily took my mind off the extreme ...
Submitted to Contest #240
This story is about a teenager. Today it would be unheard of to let a boy of fifteen to take a boat out for an extended trip of four or five days in the open ocean. Ted sailed past a small Island about late morning. It seemed deserted with its cliffs plunging into the sea. He counted three kinds of birds all nesting in the cliffs. He lashed his ruder and went below to get some fried fish and potatoes. He came up on deck and saw a sea gull. He throws small pieces of fish up for the gull to catch. It soon turned into a flock of gulls. He had a...
Submitted to Contest #239
What Happened! I exist as the planet exists. I am part of this living world. I was created as the planet formed; molten. I watched with interest: as the planet cooled, seas formed, and the land was barren. I continued to watch as the plankton to large fish eat each other, reproduced, and multiplied. I rose out of the sea to become land. I watched it become covered with creatures large and small from one celled life to insects, amphibians, reptiles, birds, mammals. It was interesting to sense what everything was doing. Despite my small bit of...
Submitted to Contest #238
The Curse of the Aposiopesis I sat staring at a woman in a devil tee shirt and a cotton east Indian hippy skirt mid-sentence. I don’t know where the thought went. My head was empty. She looked at me kindly and let the thought come back to me. It was hard to figure out where I was with my thoughts, that I had been putting into words. Her incongruous attire didn’t seem right for a Christmas party. Maybe I was tense from the helping hand I had lent to make the party happen. My good young friend had his kitchen redone and it didn’t look ...
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