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Submitted to Contest #260
“Can you hear me?” I feel weighed down like I’m under water. I can hear you. I want to open my eyes, but my eyelids are heavy. And I’m thirsty. Thirsty like a day in the savanna in the dry season. “I’m not sure he can hear me.” I can hear you. Why wouldn’t I be able to hear you? I squeeze open my eyes and a blurry figure stands over me. I flinch and try to move but I can’t. I’M TRAPPED. Now my eyes are open and I feel energized. I twist and shake, b...
Submitted to Contest #246
“Hold it,” Deuce put his arm across Brian’s chest as he was about to step into the street at the crosswalk. A Ford Escort, burnt orange from the combination of rust and a faded paint job, swerved around the corner. “Pinheads,” came a voice from the rolled down passenger side window followed by a still lit cigarette butt. The car came so close to the boys that Brian could’ve touched the brim of the New York Yankees baseball hat that the passenger wore. The car chugged out of the corner as the driver flooded th...
Submitted to Contest #186
“I need to get something off my chest.” “Oh, do you have a pimple? No big deal. I get those on my back all the time, and…” “Gulliver, shut up. I’m serious. I think I want to stop being a dragon.” “You can’t do that, can you?” “I don’t know if I can or not, but I have to. I’m done killing knights and gathering gold. I want to do something else.” “I get you, Lars. I’m a little tired of the knights hiding in that armor. Farmers are easier on the teeth.” “No...
Submitted to Contest #176
To: The editor The Washington Post I am writing on behalf of the entire community of the North Pole to clear up a few misconceptions as well as answer some of the most common questions that I’ve come across in letters to Santa Claus. My name is Vixon. In case you don’t recognize my name, I’m reindeer number four. I’m often mistakenly known as reindeer number five because of the Rudolph misunderstanding - he is not reindeer number one; he’s number nine. We worked as ...
Submitted to Contest #171
Darkness covered the surface of the deep canyon of Telluride. The day didn’t start with the sun, but with the formless taking shape from light that just appeared. The mountains became apparent as the atmosphere brightened as if by a dimmer switch.“Breathtaking ““What did you just say?”“You know, the way the light is shimmering and the colors are appearing- breathtaking.”“ Oh, I heard you. I just can’t believe you are ruining the moment with cliches.”“Emily, you’re breathtaking, “ he said as he put his arm around her sho...
Submitted to Contest #169
It was a cat. A black cat. My eyes teared as I was blinded by the six o’clock autumn sun. Navigating the maze of turns toward my house with a smoothie in one hand proved too great a challenge when the black cat darted across my path. “Cheese and rice,” I cried, skidding to a stop as my cadet fingers lost hold of the 40-ounce cup launching its contents onto the dashboard and floor of my Honda Civic. At the same moment, the abrupt stop projected an empty travel mug from the back seat into my head. I grabbed the back of my head and stopp...
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