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Submitted to Contest #324
Prologue: The Stories SayWe tried to eliminate all of them. She doesn't know how but she knows it didn't work. There are stories that go around and around with details shared and details spared. All she knows is there was violence.In the world she was born into we were the breed who never used violence as a solution. Until we did. Until the stories say we couldn't solve our problems with any other answer than theirs. We tried. We played their games, we rose slowly to the top, but in the end, even before her time, we voted and lost. We had be...
Submitted to Contest #322
“Every man is worth just so much as the things are worth about which he busies himself.”— Marcus Aurelius (often presented today as: A [wo]man’s worth is no greater than their ambitions.)Form: Dialogue between centuries. Two internal monologues that find one another: Marcus (Rome, 2nd century, 161 CE) and Melissa (Alaska, 21st century, 2025). MARCUS: Rome is having challenges. The people need me to be strong. I stepped up in a time of trouble. But I know my direction in life and I am committed to getting there. I measure myself in this dir...
“Remember when Uncle Pete said there used to be a giant hole in Grandma’s backyard and something hidden was in there?”“No, I think I was too young. But I remember you said he was delusional, so why would we believe him?”“Well, I’ve heard he does not-normal things, but I don’t know that for sure.”“So do you think something is hidden?”“Well… there is a slab of cement in the backyard in a random place. Why would it be there?”“People put them there for level ground. For BBQ pits and stuff, right?”“I guess. But that’s such a random place. Why wou...
Submitted to Contest #320
The Tree:I’ve stood in this forest for over a hundred years. Listening to the owls hoot. Watching them sway on my branches. The coyotes howl under the protection of my leaves. I’ve seen every fox and kept them warm as they snuggled against my mossy roots. The grey ones climbing high from their predators and digging into my core before finally jumping off and landing into the spongy, mossy earth below.And I see the humans too. They bring blankets and sit under me. They run around me in circles and flop over laughing. I’m the biggest tree in t...
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