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Sunset at Castraacha

Submitted to Contest #99

After a long hike, I lay down in the grasses along the edge of the Farbrite Mountains in the Castraacha Reserve to catch my breath and rest from the strenuous stride I had kept to make it to the top. This had been my goal for the day to watch the sunset from the heights overlooking the Castraacha Valley and now I let every limb melt into the cool ground and met with the breeze from the evening winds to calm and replenish my overheated body. Afterward, I sat up, drank down, and splashed my head and face with the water in my canister, and sigh...

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I'll be Fine.

Submitted to Contest #99

It began again tonight at exactly 11.05pm. The music was loud as usual to drown the screaming and shouting. We were both awake; I and Uloma. She was shivering already, grasping the sheet like they could stop the turmoil raging in the living room .I trembled.‘Lord, please keep mom safe.’ I prayed silently. Uloma was sniffing loudly digging her nails into the pillow. “Stuff your ears with the neck pillow, it would help”. She only nodded while I handed over the pillow —it did nothing. “Wh… .en would mama and pa..pa stop yell...

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Sleepy Eyes

Submitted to Contest #100

The fabric of darkness was tugged away by the sun, as it shined the light first touched the trees and then on the mesa and at the end on the rest of the land. The sunrays hit his eyes, while his hair flew on the wind as freely as someone’s dreams. A tiny tear of blood rolled down his left eye. It shimmed in sunlight, majestically, like piss but when one eats an unhealthy amount of beetroot. Mark enjoyed the sun for a minute but had a decision to make, whether to save his friends or leave. He could go and ask for help but who knows how...

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Holding tight and letting go on Chinquapin Creek

Submitted to Contest #99

Rose stood in the cold water of the Chinquapin Creek in the shade of many ancient oaks. Looking at the picturesque dawning orange reflecting through the four windowed cupolae, the weather greened cast iron pelican carefully placed in the center, the ache in her heart turned to tears in her eyes. As the morning was beginning to share the vibrant colors of the magnolia flowers, Rose’s mind let her imagine each petal floating wildly around her as if it were a snow globe-type spectacle. Her life felt like this most of the time since her fathe...

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Twenty-one

Submitted to Contest #99

On the morning of the longest day of the year, a fog swept into the Rhine valley and choked off the morning sunlight. Only hints of the rooftops and dim squares of light across the street from Anna’s kitchen window poked through the dark and it felt like Phaeton had died a second time and the sun was in mourning for his son, leaving it to the incendiaries to light the world again. Anna set aside the Kahlua she’d planned to tip into her coffee and drank it black.      She decided to go for a run. Her body, she told he...

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It Could Have Been Worse

Submitted to Contest #99

I'm sitting on the bench in the mall. I'm waiting for my sister to get out of work. I'm on my phone, browsing Instagram.        BOOM!!! A loud noise came to me. Flashback:        It's the day after Thanksgiving. It's November 29, 2019, Black Friday. My sister was working at the mall until six pm. My phone ding. I got a message. Franny: Done with work. Still at the mall. (4:23pm) Me: Coming. (4:26)         I walked to the mall. It wa...

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Come Forth

Submitted to Contest #99

Bethany was a small village. There lived people that were quite close to Jesus: Mary, her sister Martha, along with their brother Lazurus. Their brother spent all day working the fields, even on extremely hot days. He pushed himself every day for the sake of his sisters because, even with all of them working all day, they still could hardly keep food on the table. One day, as Lazurus was coming back from work, he suddenly felt a wave of chills come over him. He slowed down a bit as his friends hurried along down the path home to their fami...

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A cross of the sun´s wheel...

Submitted to Contest #99

 Lin woke up one early ´morn, and saw the sun hit the window with a glowing glare. A brilliant tone of light from the spheres above. And this glare, this very gaze, the eye from the window was a silly salute to the dawn. A poetic heritage this Midsummer day. Lin turned around in bed, still sleepy. Still not wanting the day to chase her to yet another work. No, she was not a workaholic. As a matter of fact her work at Samhall, a state-owned company, was a place for handicapped people. Handicapped both physically and mentally. But the sun...

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Timothy the magician

Submitted to Contest #99

One evening,Chief Nelson invited a thousand of noblemen to great banquet,and they drank wine together.While they were drinking,Nelson gave orders to bring in the gold and silver cups and bowls which his father Ezra had carried off from the temple of Vienna.The chief sent for them so that he,his noblemen,his wives and his concubines could drink out of them.At once the gold cups and bowls were brought in,and they all drank wine out of them and praised gods made of gold,silver,bronze,iron,wood and stone. Suddenly a human appeared and began writ...

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Mom&son's and sun

Submitted to Contest #99

Mr Sun Oh, Mr sun, sun, mr golden sun, Please shine down on me. Oh, mr sun, sun, mr golden sun, Hiding behind a tree. These little children are asking you, Please come out so we can play with you. Mr sun, sun, mr golden sun, Please shine down on me. Oh, Mr sun, sun, mr golden sun, Please shine down on me. Oh, mr sun, sun, mr golden sun, Hiding behind a tree. These little children are asking you, Please come out so we can play with you. Mr sun, sun, mr golden sun, Please shine down on, please shine down on, Please shine down on me. Stella...

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Good Morning and Welcome to the Sunrise With Jesus

Submitted to Contest #99

Sunrise with Jesus is a show that goes up on an Indian channel called Goodness TV at sharp 6:30 am every day. Maria checked her watch from where she stood, now facing the famous Chalakudy river, famous at least among the 1000s of people who flock to this place to get a retreat, a retreat from the rat race of our lives.  There were two kinds of people who came here: the pious souls who made a visit to the place every year, and then, the more interesting ones who had a story (mostly tragic) to tell, a story that would lead them to the...

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For Crying Out Loud

Submitted to Contest #99

Our minivan rolled down the freeway in the early morning hours. Outside the window, cows chewed cud by a lake beneath a dark blue sky. The driver had the A/C cranked up, but the summer heat hadn't struck for the day, making it kind of chilly to be wearing a t-shirt. The guys up front wore tuxedos like Jehovah's Witnesses, but our driver had Korean ancestry, and his companion came from India. I bet they were comfortable. I glanced at the cute Asian girl in the seat across from me, and she offered me her Tupperware container...

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When the Colors Fade

Submitted to Contest #99

I can’t tear my eyes away from the horizon. I’ve heard about the sunset all my life, but words can’t do it justice. The orange and pink illuminating wispy tendrils of clouds, the indigo and purple spreading down the sky, soothing the receding flames of the sun.  It’s beautiful. And I’m most definitely not supposed to be watching it. My name, Ebony—it fits me. Raven-black hair framing ivory skin, slim figure, but most of all, I’ve never seen colors as vibrant as this. Compared to the scene I’m glued to, my life has been shades of bla...

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Into Sunshine

Submitted to Contest #99

I was content with my lot. Every day, my father would lead me to the road where I would sit and beg. He would then go away to the little blacksmith shop we had near our home, to eke out a living for our family. The world was full of sounds for me. I could easily recognize the baritone voice of my father and the gentle voice of my dear mother. A few other voices also would ring a bell of recognition.                        &nb...

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The Explanation

Submitted to Contest #99

The Explanation “Papaw, how do you know that Jesus is real?” she asked, looking up at me with those big doe eyes. We were sitting on the ornate bench across the concrete and stone room from the sepulcher that holds the earthly remains of her grandmother and the woman I loved for forty plus years.  “Pumpkin, the Lord came to me in October of 1988 and entered my body for a short period of time. Just long enough to let me get through a task that was before me.” I told her, patting her on the leg. “What did you have to do?” she as...

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