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Submitted to Contest #77
We were strangers less than two weeks ago. It was December 27th… or was it the 30th? I couldn’t remember the exact date. It was sometime between Christmas and New Year’s, that nebulous surreal time when the calendar dates lack meaning, and when the anticipation of a New Year and the pressure to change one’s habits or direction mounts steadily, pressing on the shoulders. A person should be completely prepared or risk losing that perfect 01/01 on the calendar, a clean slate shown in the four numbers. We met under tedio...
Submitted to Contest #34
The syncopated and harmonious rhythm of the ticking clock and impact of raindrops falling on the window lulled me into lethargy. The monotonous pace of another day spent inside the walls of my home, both my prison and refuge, was set to this natural metronome. I could walk from one end to the other in little time. However, the aimless wandering from room to room only to forget the purpose of my small journey, left me to be satisfied taking up space in the sitting room. I waited for a pause or change in rhythm, internally plead...
Submitted to Contest #20
He leaned up against the cement wall, allowing the bricks to fully support his weight. The city and him merged together in that moment, body and soul. One week ago he would have grimaced at the stains on the concrete and the dirty smell of the streets, discarded food and rats. But now he felt a sense of comradery with them. The rodents and him were two species in the same ecosystem, both wondering where they would get their next meal. In his near memory, he replayed the night before his departure. Once his suit...
Submitted to Contest #17
The embers in the hearth illuminated cyclically, a repetitive glowing and dimming that demonstrated the cruel ease of nature to give warmth and light and in equal time take it away. The comforts of the world are ephemeral, an introduction always to the inevitable absence of the feelings of safety and belonging. To Sophia, the warmth radiating from a fire was associated with the cooling coals, after being snuffed out. “Sophia, focus on your task. I need you to set the table for our esteemed guest,” Madame Lorna insisted. ...
Shortlisted for Contest #15 ⭐️
Emily loomed over the frozen carcass of the preserved red fox. She gazed into the animal’s extinguished brown eyes, imagining the realistic result and pose that would honor this specimen. She envisioned an erect bushy tail and a nose in the air, investigative by nature. "Sher-fox Holmes,” she muttered to herself under her breath. And with this initial narrative in mind, she sketched the rest of the scene on a piece of paper. She would need a houndstooth detective’s cap and a curved wooden pipe to complete it. Wi...
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