Riley Willsey

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2023

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“The Drone Takes Flight” by Riley Willsey

Submitted to Contest #192

Wake up. Eat cereal. Get dressed. Go to work. Come home. Read. Go to sleep. Wake up... This is basically the life I lived. Sometimes it would be Cheerios. Sometimes it would be Lucky Charms. If I was feeling adventurous then it was a toaster pastry. The uniform was always the same grey business suit, except around holidays. Around holidays we were allowed to wear something festive. I let my creativity and imagination show. Then it was back to the suit. For a camera flash instant I could be myself. Then back to being a corporate drone. There...

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“Carmen” by Riley Willsey

Submitted to Contest #191

Shit, I was gonna be late. I couldn't stand being under the fire of her gaze and the weight of her silence again. "I'm so sorry-" I would start, then stop, knowing it was futile. Her arms crossed, she would sit there seething. Slowly, she would start to open up, only after the food was ordered. Even then she was short with me. Flowers flashed by my vision and I doubled back. I saw a nice bouquet, grabbed it, and ran to the counter. "Very lovely choice" smiled the old woman behind the counter, "fifty dollars." Fifty dollars! I was think...

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“Transmutation” by Riley Willsey

Submitted to Contest #190

"Speak now" What did she want me to say? She was sleeping with my best friend. I had no words. "It was only one time and we were both drunk. You were out of town..." Apparently my silence has prompted her to keep talking. I wish she'd stop. She does for a second as our food arrives. "Thank you" she smiles at the waitress. Oh how sincere. She starts eating. I stare down at my food. I have no desire for it. When I look back to her, she's talking again. "It's really not that big of a deal if you think about it. I mean, think of how tiny we ...

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“Natural Selection” by Riley Willsey

Content warning: offensive language, slurs, bullying, violenceI stare into the brown eyes in the rearview mirror. They are devoid of emotion. They’ve been hardened by society. Desensitized by their rejection. These are my eyes, I think to myself, this is me. I am you and you are me, I say to my reflection. And we are here for revenge. It’s been ten years since I graduated. At least this is what the flier in the mail tells me. Here I am again at the site of years of torment. Everyone told me to move on. I thought I had until I saw that f...

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Author bio

Riley Willsey is a 22-year-old writer and musician from Upstate New York. Between chopping wood and fighting bears, he finds time to write prose, poetry and music.