Zi Poromon

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2020

Stories (7)

7 Stories

162 karma pts

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“Post-lunch Ritual” by Zi Poromon

Submitted to Contest #158

Wake up, eat, sleep, and repeat. Pick up the phone, greet customer, listen to complaint after complaint after complaint, fix problem, end call, and repeat. Do it over and over again, five days a week. Get paid a disappointing salary that is barely enough to buy gas for your cheap car, and keep butter and bread in the creaky fridge. Repeat until you retire at 65, or until you drop dead ont...

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“miss. bachelorette” by Zi Poromon

Submitted to Contest #157

A heated cocktail party left Winnie in a cloudy position, questioning everything. With only six men left, what move will she make to determine who is here for love, and who is here to leave chaos. ------------------------------------- “Makeup and hair done.” “Yep!” “Great, I’ll be right back with the producers for a run down of the show today, so you can just sit here on the ...

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“1st Attempt” by Zi Poromon

Submitted to Contest #154

“We’re running out of time!” “Please, tell us what’s going on!” “Madame, you need to stay back in the waiting area. We’ve got it from here.” “I’m not leaving her side until you tell us!” “Madame— Nurse Patel, can you please take the family to the waiting area. We will update them soon.” Update on what? An update on how much closer to death I ...

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“In My Dreams” by Zi Poromon

Submitted to Contest #148

They called my name from the black microphones in their hot hands. The crowd erupted in applause and cheers. The stage manager gave me a light nudge on my back, and I took one shaky, deep breath. I emerged from the shadowed wings into the spotlight, which created an intimate focus of attention on me, dressed in a green, sequined button up top, leather pants, and dress shoes too tight for my big toe to breathe.I could hear the whispered sounds of the crowd as they stared at me, in awe and admiration, and in judgment. My m...

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“This Is A Library” by Zi Poromon

Submitted to Contest #142

How could I ever pass up the opportunity to help my mothers’ best friends’ colleagues’ aunty run her library, while she heads to Vegas to spend her divorce settlement money on overpriced liquor and, I’m sure, at Chippendales. Mummy was thrilled that I finally had something to do for my gap year. I told her not worry and that I would find a job on my own, but as my mother is, she went on a worldwide search to help me. My love for libraries runs so deep that I even spent every lunch hour in elementary school with Mrs....

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“The Collapsed, The Elite” by Zi Poromon

Submitted to Contest #138

TW: Violence, gore, language“I’ve been waiting for this day all week!”“Me too boo! I can’t believe it’s been over a year since we’ve seen each other.”“I honestly missed New York so much.”“I missed you like crazy. It was so weird not seeing you in classes anymore. I’m just glad you’re back for the summer, I’m never letting you go.”The vibrant trees pass us by, bathing in the steaming sunshine.My hands dance outside the window, and Kenj...

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“Evermore” by Zi Poromon

Submitted to Contest #132

EvermoreTW: death, mental health, mature language, abuseLife is precious, love is a disease.God makes perfection, Esi made a mistake.Family is everything, and Olufemi is a sledgehammer barreling into them.----The aging, brown townhouses swelter in heat, even though the sun has fallen. Children run home in notice of the streetlights, mosquitoes follow them, craving to get a taste of their blood.Inside the small Okor...

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Author bio

Honorary Global Reporter for #WeAreHere, Asia Lab. Poet, Playwright, Screenwriter, Script Writer, Editor, Actress. Passion for writing, acting, piano, music, sports, and poetry.