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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2023
“Just remember to keep it quiet, Kara. Ghosts love—“ “—Ghosts love drama,” Kara said together with her mother. “Yes, I know I know I know. I won’t let this become Barry Horowitz all over again.” The image appeared in her mind’s eye like a quickly developing polaroid: the diner parking lot, Barry kneeling as he wept loudly, five dozen spirits forming a cold ring around them. Kara’s mother gave her a firm kiss on the forehead. As she pulled away a look of chagrin stretched her cheeks wide, tugged at her neck muscles until their appear...
Submitted to Contest #220
One more dune before I succumb…a lie told by thousands of doomed souls before me. I crest the hill, speak the lie again; crest another hill, speak the lie again. Finally, the lie is supplanted by a pulsing, undeniable truth expanding in my chest: there are worse things than death. Many things. Worse by far. Another truth: death is absolute. So why not now? I accept. My lower lip bursts, bleeds as my smile widens; the viscous liquid, greedily gathered by my tongue, swallowed, soothes my throat. It is a parting gift from a benevolent God, or ...
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