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Molly Sawyer

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2020

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Wet Leaves

Molly Sawyer

Myra sat on the cushioned window sill with a warm cup of tea in her hands, cherishing the warmth in her palms. An open book lay face down in her lap which had been turned down for at least ten minutes now. Her head leaned against the misty window, her skin cold against the glass. Her eyes stared out into the street, not looking at anything in particular, just admiring the scenery. The outside was damp. Wet from overnight showers that had ceased for the most part although the weather forecast predicted that there would be more in a few hours ...

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A New Virgin Mary

Molly Sawyer

Everything was ready for the ritual. The room was void of light, the windows locked closed and the curtains drawn. The carpet was blanketed in a layer of dust that had previously lived upon the various cabinet shelves and surfaces, now having been brushed off onto the creme coloured carpet but not vacuumed up. But dust was not the only thing that contaminated the scratchy old carpet for it had been stained with deep red liquid in the shape of a pentagram. The liquid let out a chemical odour, the smell of laundry detergent and bleach. But the...

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Countdown to Death

Molly Sawyer

Submitted to Contest #74

I stared at the wall with half-lidded eyes and gulped. My breath was hoarse and croaky, my throat dry and absent of hydration. My hands trembled uncontrollably, scrambling for the cheap chalk even though my eyes never once graced the sight of the white stick. My exhales were never rhythmic, constantly choking on the air as I mentally tried to inhale and exhale at the same time. I looked at every line drawn individually, memorising what each meant to every detail of the messy scratch. There drawn were tallies, forty-two singular ones; eight ...

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