Philip Baker

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2020

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“In The Independence Avenue” by Philip Baker

Submitted to Contest #45

We stood cross-foot under his statue. My beloved Martin Luther King would loom over us with his characteristic frowned pose. As if he could see all the injustice surrounding us in the world. As if he could feel all the pain in his own body for every person separately, and he was equally hurt for every wrongdoing thrown upon us. But he would still decide to keep it down, he would still manage to push the aggression inside him because he knew that was the only way to bring change. The only chance for something good maybe. Ohh you should see hi...

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“An Unexpected Turn Of Events” by Philip Baker

Submitted to Contest #45

"Dad you are only gonna make it worse. It is not the first time this happens and it won't be the last. Let it go and surely something good is gonna come up eventually." The girl's voice would come out timid and gentle while everyone kept eating around the table. Her thin blond hair would fall straight in front of her shoulders hiding the top part of her white dress. The mother glanced at the father who kept sorting out his food and then turned to her:"Jenna, honey don't you worry about it." She tapped her hair with a soft downward movem...

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“A Ring Of Ashes” by Philip Baker

Submitted to Contest #42

"What are you doing? Stop right now! I ask you to…stooop!" yelled the blonde woman as she curled up in the corner. She was a well-dressed middle-aged lady, dressed in an expensive beige dress, adorned with shiny jewelry and a gleaming necklace covering her naked bust.Man: "Ohh so now you want me away, is it? You want nothing with any of this anymore?" He pulled down the back of her hair as he whispered in her ear, tingling it with tense electricity, as his voice rambled out of his teeth.Woman: "I never wanted any of this" She responded with ...

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“A Tiger Heart” by Philip Baker

Submitted to Contest #41

«Kenzo! Grab it now!» The mother tiger yelled.The pack of tigers had circled around on a young deer, leaving no chance of escape. The scene was covered in a veil of silence as the suspense of the attack was rising.«Kenzo wake up! You need to move fast or its gonna run away!»Kenzo looked over at the voice.«Just snatch the damn thing!» called his bigger brother Edan.Little Kenzo looked at the deer without making a move. A few steps further and it could have it in a sheer moment. The little deer looked petrified. The law of the jungle was harsh...

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“A Blossom Saturday” by Philip Baker

Submitted to Contest #40

MarkI couldn't believe it. I was rubbing my eyes and looking at them again and again. Maybe it was a dream. Maybe the drink I had earlier was mixed with chemicals that made me hallucinate. I would prefer it if I was to be the crazy one. Maybe everything was a figment of my imagination. Stories out of the mind of a psychotic person. But I can see them clearly. They are standing together in the middle of the street. They are close to each other and gentle. In an improper way. He even hugged her by the arm for a bit. Intimate with each other an...

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“Growing Apart” by Philip Baker

Submitted to Contest #40

I can see your eyes darting. You try to play cool. You were always good at hiding your feelings. At least to others, that is. Because I have learned to pick up the signs. «I double» you say. And there is sheer silence for a moment. But I can hear 6 hearts beating faster than light, all around the table. I see hair shuddering up and the adrenaline rising. Another blow right in their face. They didn't see any of it coming. Just as you prefer it. You glance over at me with your characteristic caustic look. You know that I know what's up. Y...

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“A Star For A Gift” by Philip Baker

Submitted to Contest #39

«Bliah! This thing smells so bad! Are you sure this is what your father smokes?» The boy started coughing uncontrollably.«Sure it is! I think you are too immature for it. Give me that!»The girl grabbed the cigarette from the boy’s hand and took a big puff. Her wet lips glossed over it, leaving a layer of saliva over its end. Then she took it aside, holding it off with her two fingers fully erect.«You are supposed to hold it with style. And only inhale part of it.» she said while exhaling a blob of smoke.They were lying down over the roof-top...

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“The Street View Driver” by Philip Baker

Submitted to Contest #39

The little snap would come up like a little bell. Every 5 seconds it would hit invariably with the accuracy of a high-level algorithmic function, developed after months and months of manufacturing, down in the tech laboratories. It would resemble the beating of a heart, pumping life to the mechanism underlying the car. The «swirling snapper» was its name among the stuff and it was attached in the most critical function. A leading-edge camera, with abilities of analysis and resolution far ahead of the level on the markets, designed specifical...

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“The Black Whale Cat” by Philip Baker

Submitted to Contest #38

City noise had dissolved after the rainstorm. The burst had settled down, transposed into harmony, as all extreme outbreaks bring in the end. The soil was still wet and soggy and the sun shying away, stubbornly refusing to show up. All movement seemed paused and for a little bit, it felt like a deep stillness had taken over. In the little patio beside the shack, there was a little round steel table. Curved with a labyrinth of lines all around its surface. Mark of its old age. Little branches were all over it covering it up with a layer of du...

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