You made a promise to yourself you'd finally do it on the first day of spring. Today was the day.

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“Spring Fling” by Eric Hyzer

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Karen Sutton’s boyfriend, Michael Ross (a.k.a. Mike), had broken up with her the day after Halloween because he no longer wanted to be “tied down in a relationship.” Karen thought it was just a pleasant way of saying he preferred to date a slut—instead of someone who aspired to save herself for marriage. And no, she wasn’t some stick-in-the-mud Christian hell-bent on preserving her chastity; however, she had never forgotten her mother’s words of advice on her sixteenth birthday: If a man can get the milk for free, why would he purchase ...

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“Broken Purple Flowers ” by Anna Kubiak

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It’s the smell that takes me back. The way the cherry blossoms infuse the wind that caresses its branches, it smells like the world is waking up like all the regrets have been washed away with the melted snow and all is fresh and new. It used to be the smell of shopping for summer clothes, planning family barbecues, and lazy days with my friends. Now it smells like burning rubber on tar, like screaming sirens, like empty promises. I pull myself out of bed, shivering as I trade the warmth of my cocoon for the unforgiving world b...

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“Building Bridges” by Tammi Keen

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“Oh, my stars! Look at you!” Catherine Delaney’s smile was hidden behind a blue paper mask, and the clear protective glasses she wore covered the delighted crinkles at the corners of her tired-but-still-twinkling gray eyes, but she still managed to radiate pure joy. The sight of her daughter and her wife, even if only over FaceTime, was enough to keep her going, a reminder of the beauty that still existed, despite the virus that had turned every hospital in Seattle into a combat zone these past few weeks. Tears filled her eyes, bu...

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“The Escape ” by Arya Roy

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Sirens wailed, lights blinded my eyes, a cacophony of voices could be heard overhead, while crouched in the sewer, my garments drenched in gutter water. Trembling and whimpering, I awaited the comforting silence. It would give me the assurance that the coast was clear. An hour had already passed, and my fingers drummed against the sewer’s dingy walls in impatience. My leg had a cramp, and the scratches on my arm were bleeding heavily, turning the grey-black water into a bright crimson. I waited until the sirens died out, until the blaring li...

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“April.” by Shanedra Smith

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He still had that same headache when he woke up. He didn't take any aspirin last night, hoping that he could just sleep it off. But the same thumping that made his eyes feel like rocks were growing from inside his eyelids was the same thumping that greeted him as the 7 am sun shone through his somehow open windowsill.Tuesday immediately squint his already closed eyes and opened them to an orange, sunlight-tinted room. The hotel's door was cracked open a bit, the curtains drawn back on the doors right. Clothes were scattered all over the floo...

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“The Parabola of Life Goes on” by Michael Irving

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He woke from the sounds of the support boards slowly splitting beneath his bed. He rationalized his lethargy and weight gain as a brilliant antithesis to Bernoulli’s Principle and the reason why he would not invest in an alarm clock since his bed would wake him anyway.He slipped on his already-tied thrift store sneakers, snaked his arms through the sleeves of his oversize coat, then dabbed some water on his cowlicks. Then, without forethought that current events have prescribed, he walked out the door. He said he was going to walk out that d...

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“A Year of Voicemail” by Victoria Bogatz

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Okay. Deep breath in, deep breath out. I said I would do it on the first day of spring. I have to at least try. If no one answers, then no one answers. But if there is an answer … This is why I have to try. I glance at the calendar, hoping that it is not March 19th, that somehow it still says March 18th. Or a year ago, before I even had good reason to do this at the start of every season. Today’s calendar card reads loud and clear. March 19th, 2020. I sigh. Well, I said I would do it today. I did not say when. No. Bes...

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“SELF ISOLATION” by SHYAMALA BHUVANACHANDRAN

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Sushma was grief stricken. It was only third day today. She had to kill some twelve more days of self-imposed quarantine. Long back her school friend Damayanti had written that she would be visiting India for a conference. Due to paucity of time she would not be in a position to pay a visit to her place. She had requested Sushma to meet her at airport and drop her at the hotel or just escort her and be with her till the hotel, so that the two friends could spend some little time for themselves. That seemed a better idea as both were otherwis...

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“Spring Cleaning” by J J

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Five years. Five years I waited for this day. My heart has ached for five years without him, and tomorrow it will all be worth it. Tomorrow I can finally tell him I love him. I fell in love with my best friend five years ago. TJ was funny and kind and the sweetest man I had ever met. Our personalities just clicked and from the moment I fell in love with him I knew it was a love that was like nothing I had ever felt before. Finally, I was happy, I found my best friend, my person, my soulmate and he was mine...

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“SPRING PROMISE” by Emmanuella Echua

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The malachite-green fields seemed to be covered in a bright sheen under the dawn moon. Clouds shaped like tufty pillows glided slowly across the sky. They carried an airy, warm, drizzling rain with them. It cleansed the land and banished the strangling coldness and stunned silence of winter. Plinking and pattering off the leaves, then fading into memory, the rain energized the flora. It left behind a world baptized and rebirthed by its liquid grace. Song thrushes trilled as the specter-silver moon began to wane and t...

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“The Thaw” by Donald Mewha

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It had been a long, hard winter there was no denying it.Jake sat in the living room, staring at his wife Maddie laying on the couch across the room. She lay there in silence, as she had most days over the past several weeks. Drink in hand, he reflected on what he'd been through over the past year. What they’d been through, really. Neither of them had been prepared for the sort of pressures that isolation had brought on them. They hadn’t been prepared to stew in the juices of the flaws of their relationship, cut off from the rest of the world...

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“Bloom” by Yoedhzer Nidup

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“What is your greatest regret, ma’am?”"Well, now… that is a lengthy story. I recall having this obsession to belong. Just to belong in a place with these people. Oh, I could never. I would stare, mesmerized by their voluminous strawberry blonde hair that would fall gracefully on their shoulders. I would crave for how their words would roll from their tongue, revealing their rich, Australian accent. I envied the life they lived as if there was nothing in this world that fazed them, even a bit. And… there I was with every distinctive feature a...

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“Her Favorite Color Orange” by Amrapali Bose

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I wrap my shawl tightly as I put my first step out on the road. The shrill sound of the metro train comes like one of those opera singers I had heard on the radio which used to be kept at my father's miscellaneous store when I was very young, while putting on its brakes to stop at the nearest station. The lights from the restaurant illuminated the evening darkness. As I am walking towards it, with growing excitement and eagerness,I behold the visitors who are basking in their extraordinary attires, each surpassing the other by leaps and&nbs...

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“Spring Surprise” by Leo Taylor

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SPRING SURPRISEI bought a gun today. Just walked into the local gun shop and said to the guy…”I’d like to buy a gun”.He doesn’t even blink…”Certainly sir, what sort of weapon did you have in mind?There was no, “Are you sure sir? Problems at home sir? Any medical issues sir?”Nope, just,” Something like this sir?”, and he’s showing me a large, black, evil looking thing that I’m sure would have stopped a charging rhino…”Uh, no, not quite” I said. “I was thinking of something smaller”.“Ah,” he says, “a concealable, very popular with the ladies”,...

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“" TODAY"” by Vickie Culbertson

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Self-talk. As I stretch both arms above my head, yawning, blinking my eyes in an effort to wake up. Shuffling my bare feet into my fuzzy slippers I stand upright. Check list in my head: headed toward the bathroom shower. Tension subsides as I allow the hot water to pulsate over my head, my chest, my legs to my toes. Drying my body off, I thought about how I would break off my engagement to my best friend. New theme: spring time in Alaska, accepted to be part of a health care team, this chance of a lifetime. Purpose is an essential part of a ...

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You made a promise to yourself you'd finally do it on the first day of spring. Today was the day.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 145 stories

“Spring Fling” by Eric Hyzer

“Broken Purple Flowers ” by Anna Kubiak

“Building Bridges” by Tammi Keen

“The Escape ” by Arya Roy

“April.” by Shanedra Smith

“The Parabola of Life Goes on” by Michael Irving

“A Year of Voicemail” by Victoria Bogatz

“SELF ISOLATION” by SHYAMALA BHUVANACHANDRAN

“Spring Cleaning” by J J

“SPRING PROMISE” by Emmanuella Echua

“The Thaw” by Donald Mewha

“Bloom” by Yoedhzer Nidup

“Her Favorite Color Orange” by Amrapali Bose

“Spring Surprise” by Leo Taylor

“" TODAY"” by Vickie Culbertson

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Before bed, you put your clock ahead one hour for daylight saving time. When you wake up, you realize you've gone forward a lot more than one hour.

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Write a story about someone who finds something interesting peeking out from a melting snowbank.

Write a story about someone walking through a park on a spring evening, told only through internal monologue.

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