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Submitted to Contest #296
The Ionian Eagle had been in orbit above the bright green planet for almost 6 hours now and the drives were halfway charged. The captain of the ship, one Zoor Verkissi, waxed his mustache in the spacious graysteel bathroom, the harsh white lights contrasting against his black officer’s blouse. He brushed some fuzz from the tassels of his pauldrons and sighed. Two weeks he’d been on Bruehel; it felt like two years. He saw the nightstand photo of his wife through the mirror and shed a tear. He used to worry, when adrift through space on long, ...
Submitted to Contest #295
CRYSTALS FOR SALE - $49.99 + $7.99/month subscription fee. STAY CONNECTED – WAIT TIL YOU SEE – YOU NEED THIS IN THE OFFICE – WOW! WOW! WOW! – HUGE HELP FOR YOU! This was an advertisement that appeared on the front page of an industry catalog suspiciously placed in the top of my mailbox at work. Normally I just throw away those things (because the receptionist refuses to just listen to me and do it for me) but I’ll be honest: this intrigued me. See, these catalogs usually are just hawking ergonomic office crap or pens or stress balls or what...
Submitted to Contest #293
Dear Jamie, It’s so nice to hear from you again, although I wish your circumstances were better. I’m very sorry to hear about your mom - hopefully you were able to enjoy some quality moments with her this past month. How is your dad taking things? If there’s anything I can do for you please let me know. I totally understand what you mean when you say that you feel lost. For what it’s worth, I think reaching out to friends tells me that you are on the right track. It really is the uncertainty of it all, isn’t it? That’s what hurts the most, ...
Submitted to Contest #292
It took Mr. McMichael a few moments to understand what he was seeing. It was barely dawn and the caffeine hadn’t quite kicked in, and he was still fumbling with the keys to the fieldhouse and shoving them back in his sweatpants pockets. He squinted and adjusted his glasses. He set down his coffee and did a panicked little half-jog to the railing behind the seats. “Son of a bitch!” Mr. McMichael exclaimed. The basketball court, normally light brown with thinly painted lines of red and blue, was no longer a basketball court. Sure, the hoops we...
Submitted to Contest #284
“What are you selling here?” Clementine asked the owner of the almost empty booth. She came to the market almost every weekend and had never seen this one before. “Oh not too much, dear,” the vendor said. “And please, do call me Faith.” “Oh, um, alright Faith,” Clementine replied. “Well not much isn’t nothing. So what is the something?” She sized up the vendor; she was wearing a long breezy skirt and a big brightly colored scarf over a more muted sweater. Her long blonde hair went past her shoulders. On one hand she looked a bit strange, and...
Submitted to Contest #283
For the first time in years Cleveland had a white Christmas - and thank God. I’ve always loved the holidays but frankly it has been miserable the last few years. Frozen rain, bad roads, that horrible icy mud that doesn’t really stick to your boots but clods and melts all over the floor. All the worst parts of winter without any of the beauty. But this year there’s snow, and I made the wise decision to take the overnight Amtrak so I didn’t even have to deal with driving the unplowed streets that come with the snow. Also, wow, it was a lot of ...
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