Mark D

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2020

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“Questionable Treasure” by Mark D

Submitted to Contest #67

Questionable Treasures “Is it true what they say about the Captain?” asked Private Fry, his first time aboard Captain Raven’s ship. “In what regards?” asked Boatswain Stephens for clarification as the men prepared the Treasure Seeker, a pirate ship known for its acquisitions (usually legally) of buried treasures. “Can I ask ab...

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“Ghost Hunters” by Mark D

Submitted to Contest #65

Ghost Hunters I’ve always been interested in the paranormal.  No, I’ve never gone to Area 51 or checked out the mysterious Marfa Lights in Texas or stayed at the Hotel Roosevelt in Hollywood.  I’m not a fanatic, I just have more than a passive interest in supernatural phenomena.  While I’ve never seen a ghost myself, there are just t...

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“Migration Mandate” by Mark D

Submitted to Contest #63

Migration Mandate It was a cool evening in September as a group of Downy Woodpeckers gathered to hear the latest migratory recommendations from the WHO - the Winged Health Organization.  Dr. Anthony Fowli, a white-tailed Grey Goose, head of the WHO, appeared on the television screen to make his announcement:

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“Family Tree” by Mark D

Submitted to Contest #61

Family Tree When I was just six years old, living in Fairhope, Alabama, a man knocked at our front door.  My father, John Smith, peered through the curtains in the living room to get a peek at who was outside.  Immediately, he let go of the curtains, turned to my mom, Jane, and said in his New York accent, “Janey, maybe it’s best you two should play downsta...

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“Being a Zombie Sucks” by Mark D

Submitted to Contest #60

Being a Zombie Sucks Being a zombie sucks.  And I have my best friend Dave to thank for turning me into one.  And now that I am one, I realize I can’t blame him for doing what he couldn’t control . . . trying to eat me alive.  Who I can blame, however, are the Swiss.  “We love everyone.  We’re neutral.”  Yeah, right.  Meanwhile, unbeknownst to the world, th...

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“That's Not Me” by Mark D

Submitted to Contest #59

That’s Not MeWhen I regained consciousness, I couldn’t move. I don’t mean I was paralyzed, I mean I appeared to be trapped in some sort of box. I was laying on my back. My feet were touching the box below me and it felt like I was wearing dress shoes. My legs and arms could feel the box as well to either side of me. And extending my arms forward confirmed that the box was closed above me. It was pitch black and I heard what sounded like the pa...

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“Bob's Big Rescue” by Mark D

Submitted to Contest #58

Bob’s Big RescueThere is nothing particularly exciting about Bob. Actually, that’s really giving him too much credit. There is nothing exciting at all about Bob. There, that’s better. Bob is 33 years old, lives in a small, one bedroom apartment in a boring suburb called Burien, just south of Seattle. Bob’s best friend (and his only friend really) is his goldfish he named Goldy. He is an average looking guy of average height and build. He ...

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“Modern Moses” by Mark D

Submitted to Contest #57

Modern Moses He never talked about it when I was growing up.  My father’s name is Thomas.  Thomas Jones.  Tommy to his close friends.  Tom to most everyone else.  He married my mother, Gina, right out of college.  Both of them went right to work.  My father worked in agriculture while my mother pursued nursing in our small town of Mancos, Colorado.  In case...

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“If You Like Pina Coladas” by Mark D

Submitted to Contest #56

If You Like Pina Coladas It was Thursday night at The Gatsby, a swanky night club downtown.  It was named after The Great Gatsby, the 1925 novel written by F. Scott Fitzgerald about a New Yorker named Jay Gatsby, a self-made millionaire who lived in a luxurious mansion where he would often host extravagant parties.  The Gatsby,  having been around just over...

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“Can you keep a secret?” by Mark D

Submitted to Contest #55

Alice sat at the bar in the restaurant alone.  She ordered a drink for two reasons: she needed something to calm her nerves (she was shaking like the last orange fall leaf dangling precariously from the branch of an otherwise naked oak tree), and she needed proof that she wasn’t home when it happened.  This was to be her alibi. She sucked down her mojito like it was water in the desert and ordered another...

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