Sahara Carter

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2020

Stories (5)

5 Stories

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“The Fort People” by Sahara Carter

We sit outside before midnight to listen for footsteps from the desert. I ask the man next to me why the spirits look like one of us. He says we can only see what we understand. His rough hand plops down on my head. “You ready kid?” Once the noise dies down, we stomp out the fire and shake the smoke from our blankets. I dig out the last scoop of beans and lick my fingers....

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“Vanilla” by Sahara Carter

There are only so many faces in this world. I see them all, banded together, waiting to devour me. The ambiance of the lobby does not suit the guest the size of a dragon, who stands above me with only the counter between us for protection. I smell the caramel candy tucked in her cheek, clicking from tooth to tooth while she spits at me I need to talk to your manager. The air outside is dark and frigid. My manager hides in her office with three space heaters tucked under her desk....

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“Where Juniper Grows ” by Sahara Carter

I counted walnuts in my head, the shriveled tan hearts dripping into a bowl, somewhere hidden behind a rock. This was only a fantasy now. Nothing grew south of the forest, and nobody left out nuts in the desert. Each piece of food was treasured by all creatures, and I was a small and unimportant one. We continued toward the sun, which blinded me enough to mask the change of color from evergreen to dusty brown ...

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“Formations” by Sahara Carter

Just imagine the stars behind the wall. They see her while she sees them on the app called 'Constellations'. She lays in bed and swipes the stars, holding her phone ahead of her like a torch, a compass. She remains down below the wall, within her walls, with the door locked and the light turned off. Dust collects around her cheeks. She wipes her nose and waves a moth away. Each formation flickers for a moment before she gets bored with it. North Star. Orion. Little Dipper. Ursa Major. Next. This is unproductive. She...

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“Cat Food ” by Sahara Carter

The dark cries at night near the window. A howl comes from between the trees and the dirty walls. The woman emerges from her patio, bothered by the noise. She finds the source of the screams. It leans closer, to eat her, and she runs from it.The woman sprints out of the driveway into the street. The night is unforgiving and the dark has no moon. She makes a sharp turn on the sidewalk toward a row of houses and shouts for help. The lights are off and the doors are locked. She hears the figure followi...

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Author bio

Hey! I love to read fantasy, science fiction, non fiction, and contemporary. My favorite writer is Barbara Kingsolver. Let's share stories!