Michael Ov

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2022

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“A Rat Race” by Michael Ov

A script for three act piece. Casts: Jenny – an actor, a cute, attractive mouse Rob – an actor, a humble cat Bob – an actor, a gay merry cat Robert – an actor, a solemn, gentleman-like cat Mike – a movie producer, a confident, strict dog. Act 1. Scene 1. At a rise: Bad lit underground parking. On the left side stands old Ford with open driver's door. On the right a door to the elevator hall. From time to time cars go through the scene and on a moment they are hidden actors and drowning their voices. Jenny and Mike emphatically tal...

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“Green Lips” by Michael Ov

Once upon a ti... She leisury splitted her mouth and slowly licked up her thin dark lips. I'm just kidding. She didn't do that. I mean she obviously did that, of course, by some reasons. Maybe she felt hot or maybe a drop of thick sweet brown honey flew down her chin, her neck. Oh, I'm just kidding again! Sorry, that's difficult for me to switch from the stereotype picture in my mind of a beautiful young girl when I tape a word "lips". That wouldn't be so bad if the word was "lip", like: She slowly splitted her mouth and licked up her u...

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“Everything is going on plan” by Michael Ov

Dark blots, green blots, brothers legs, sun burst. Dark blots, green blots, brothers legs, sun burst. I almost feel a sick. Dark windows blots, green tree blots, brothers bare kneecaps, bright sun flash. The sun is so bright it makes red spots on things around me: on dark shadowed windows of our five-store building number 43, then on the dark openings of the neighborhood building number 45, then on lush trees of the park, on the blue sky over the road to the city and when again – boom. Sun beams like shells are bursting in my eyes. The da...

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“Abracadabra” by Michael Ov

-... We are running out of time! Don't you understand? The young man smiled. His eyes were squinted under gently sunbeams. He gave a glance through the window of his high floor's cabinet to a green peaks of ordered trees, their emerald leaves soaked the sun. He let a little sigh but his good mood wasn't changed. - Yes. I do understand. You are calling to the secretary of General Secretary of United Nations, and I can speak on seventy-five different languages. When, do you want to talk on... Where are you from you have said? - I've arrived fr...

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“Why?” by Michael Ov

A bullet 5,56 mm broke the window in Anton's bedroom. He found it. The bullet has hit the carpeted wall and fell behind a sofa. He took it from the dust.“How many times Aunt commanded me to hoover under the sofa!” he thought, “And I always say “ok” but never made. “That's your room – you must keep it clean! What your father would say?” I must answer when: “That's not your business! My father yet says nothing! I'm already had my hands full! I help as I can. Don't treat me as a child!” Why I didn't say that? Maybe I'm too weak character? ...

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"my system is always the same: keep it loose write a great number of poems try with all your heart and don't worry about the bad ones." - Charles Bukowski