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Submitted to Contest #101
In the mirror, I see many things. Lines that hold years of life.Hair that has been pulled in both frustration and pleasure. Eyes that have shine and dulled more times then I can count.These details are all of ours. We all live with the shine of many stars in our eyes. We all look at ourselves in the mirror and can find beautiful things. However, we most of the time find dreaded things. Like the sins of our past. We hold those sins close to our hearts unknowingly. Feel the dread that those sins drag on us. Holding us still like we w...
Submitted to Contest #91
The room was massive. The shelves knew the quietness like the loneliness of all the tormented around the world. The floors were shining and I walked among the shelves. Admiring the stillness of the knowledge around me.Hearing nothing among the words of so many. I exhaled among the books. A release of a still sadness. A call to the void eternal.I looked up at the glass ceiling. Among the storm clouds. Was the twinkle of distant stars. No matter where you are. The sky always blinks at you. The shining stars brought back memories from someone I...
Submitted to Contest #86
Mister White took in a deep breath of cool spring air. The lights and sounds of the festival added to his brightening mood. Spring was finally here.Mister Black huffed, “I hate when you do that” he said. His voice was more of a growl then anything resembling his innocent old man visage.Mister White looked to him. Mister Blacks eyes were scanning the crowd. Mister White knew what he was doing. He was Looking for eyes that will connect with him. So, he can see into the future of one of them. See their fate. “What did I do” Mister White sa...
Submitted to Contest #85
“That’s the thing about this city…” Is the words that always ends with a surprising and sometimes violent outcome. Sometimes I even have a very nice outcome too. Why do I always end with that line of dialogue? Hell if I know. That’s not even the only one. Now that I think about it, it’s not even the best one I guess. however, I always felt like it was a good end before that final end kiss, or heroic sacrifice. Two weeks ago I said that line then added “it always keeps you on your toes.” Then I swirled the redhead I just saved from ...
Submitted to Contest #84
When the dust settled upon the earth. I was not there to see it. But my grandfather was. He remembered the day the sky melted. When the sins of all the world demanded back pay for so many years of dominion over our once beautiful world. “I remember the ash.” He said. “I remembered the dust and ash from the remains of destroyed buildings and disintegrated People. The smell of sulfur. The sight of the sick and dying.”He started to mutter under his breath then. I had to lean forward to listen.“Thorns also and thistles shall it bring forth ...
Submitted to Contest #83
Cold, It’s so cold.Stepping out of the surf. The sea dropped off me like earths silk blanket. The memories of what happened tried to slowly came back to me.I was so exhausted. I sat down on the sand and closed my eyes. Waiting for the memories to occupy the spaces they did once before. I remember…a ship. A massive ship. Sailing through the seas. It’s hulk was mankind’s blade slicing through nature’s beauty. The BlissYes that was it. The ship was called The Bliss. It was a Cruise ship, yea that’s it. But, why was I on it?Hm?Loo...
Submitted to Contest #79
The sky is why I fly. To the different hues of the atmosphere. To the puffy clouds and the purest shades of all colors of the universe. I challenge any cosmic or mystical power to say otherwise.“Clair”?“Remember Dad, when I sat on your shoulders and you pointed out star constellations after the sun went down. I do.I remember your big smile when I asked “do the stars talk to us daddy”?You laughed into the still night and passing shadows and said “yes my sweet pea. They even sing if you know how to listen”.“Lieutenant Donavan”!Clair snapp...
Submitted to Contest #77
Content warning: suicide The snow fell gently. Calming me at the last moment. The snow reminding me of the stars. Close and distant at the same time. All of them moving in their paths long determined by fate. This moment, like many moments before, was broken with the old memory. Your voice breaking as you told me ”hold on, don’t let go”! You were in uniform back then. Just like I was. Back in the Stan. They say being gut shot is one of the most painful feelings you can experience. Boy were they right. The pain was ungodly....
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