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Complications

Submitted to Contest #264

It wouldn’t have been that consequential...except there was Rebecca. Rebecca was glowy moonlight in a world that glittered just a little too brightly. She was subtle and kind—the genuine kindness that bubbles up from deep within rather than floating on the surface like slick oil. She read thick books like life was long, and she loved food. Like, she loved food. She had this face when she tasted something particularly exquisite. It was like she’d just jolted awake from a fantastical dream with a new awareness of subconscious possibilitie...

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Forever, I do

Submitted to Contest #264

I wake up to a loving message from my soon-to-be husband.I can't wait to see you, beautiful. I love you <3I respond with a quick similar message, telling him I love him, too, and jump out of bed. Today is the day - today, I'm getting married. My best friend Eliza comes rushing into my room in the Airbnb, gushing excitement and glee. She squeals as she jumps onto my unmade bed. “Sooooo, are you excited?!”“Very!” I pause. “But I’m also super nervous about a lot of things… Maybe I’m just getting those wedding jitters?” I look at her with a h...

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The wedding crasher

Submitted to Contest #264

Alexia was sitting next to the stream lost in thought as she fiddled with the braid in her long blonde hair, when suddenly a large rock fell into the water, splashing water over her!“Hey!” she yelled angrily turning to look at a young woman in a beautiful purple and pink dress, seemingly way more comfortable than her own tight sapphire blue one."You asked for it! It couldn't be helped” Margot, Duchess of Livervale, teased, sticking out her tongue. Alexia examined her friend from top to bottom. "So, this is what your mum went with?”Her eyes w...

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For Love, Not Show

Submitted to Contest #264

Becca raised her arms above her head as the white gown came down over her head and around her body, carefully avoiding her fresh hair and makeup.  She was already dressed in a corset and a skimpy thong.  Her modesty had gone out the window.  Her sister-in-law-to-be, Trina, buttoned all the tiny little buttons on the back of the princess dress, taking time with each one.  Nicole, Becca’s best friend from college, watched impatiently, taking sips of mimosa, arm across her chest, to pass the time.  Becca already felt ov...

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Lurline's Blessings

Submitted to Contest #264

Lurline's Blessingsby Nancy J My name is Lurline Becker, not Lur Line. I am a woman, not a fishing tackle. The bills on my desk stare back, mocking my financial struggles. My landlord is the first to be paid. There may be a solution for next month, involving me using my wily seductive maneuvers and ensuring he provides a receipt. As an escort, high-paying dates pay the bills, but it's not a straightforward job. Discreet advertising to avoid legal issues is vital. When clients contact me, my primary concern is safety. Working at a cell phon...

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Jackie

Submitted to Contest #264

I’m at a wedding when I see her, the most beautiful woman I could imagine. She’s dressed in her best, knee length baby blue silk. It matches her eyes, and the diamonds around her neck glint when she laughs. I sit and watch her, mesmerised and oblivious to the world around me, as she sips her drink and sways or claps along to the music. My heart races as she stands up to join the dancing, terrified to lose sight. I stand up too. I need to use my hand and the sturdy wooden table to help me. I must have had a few more drinks than I remember. I ...

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An Order of Reflections

Submitted to Contest #264

The silver Porsche tore along sun-soaked country lanes, passing farmhouses and fields, Eva couldn’t believe this turn of events.  She shot a glance across at her companion as he guided the car, his profile set against the countryside as it flashed by, his dark blue suit, immaculate shirt and cuff-links, she felt as though she were in a film.  Eva smoothed out her skirt and took a deep breath. That morning, She’d been at the local market shopping for supplies for the meal she was cooking for Jordan that evening.  In her late tw...

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Alone With My Daydream

Submitted to Contest #264

Here we are. The same story told over and over, of unrequited love. You see, as I sit here among these tables, each draped in colors of white and shimmering gold, as the scent of roses and the bride’s choice of honeysuckle wraps its spindly claws around my nose, I see her. The dress drapes at her shoulders like a blanket of snow falling atop the mountains on a cool winter evening. Her auburn hair, tied up in dainty knots, interlaced with dazzling white baby’s breath, sways with her body as she dances under the stars. Yet, here I si...

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Ten Tips if School’s Making You Lose Your Mind (Life is Short)

Submitted to Contest #264

1) Confirm whether you’re losing your mind ex) It’s 9:15 PM, but it was just 1:03. Or 1:04. Not too sure. I skipped lunch. My Finance textbook is big, fat, endless. Time keeps slipping away from me these days and I’m never sure where it’s going. I watch it like a cartoon character, with a big question mark lopsided above my head. I watch it with less clarity than when my dad forces me to watch college football. I would write a poem about this feeling, try to describe time like some sort of mouse that keeps skittering, or maybe like a su...

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The Wedding

Submitted to Contest #264

Sarah woke with a start and checked the date on her phone. Nerves and excitement coursed through her body, vying for attention. Her first thought was for Mike. How was he feeling? Voices drifted up the stairs, the words indistinct but the noise familiar. Her mother’s fast, high-pitched instructions and her father’s low monosyllabic responses. The doorbell rang and light footsteps tapped along the hall. The front door swung open with a squeak, almost directly below her. More voices, low, but with an urgency about them. Sarah lay in her childh...

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Surprise Photographer

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Sarah really hated weddings, especially ones she is in. Her sister Annie married the “man of her dreams.” Sarah knew there was no such thing as a dream man. There was always a agenda for men. A trophy wife, someone to support him while he “finds himself.”  “Sarah please try and smile, your ruining your sisters pictures.” By they way their mothers brow furled, Sarah knew a lecture would be coming if she didn’t comply. If anyone cared to really look, they would see the curl of her lips was more a snear than a smile. Be...

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It Started as a Joke

Submitted to Contest #264

It was supposed to be a joke, Sam thought. It had started with a simple second date, “Be my plus one at my sister’s wedding,” Jenn said. But now.... Jenn’s mother had tried to line Jenn up with a guy Jenn had dumped in high school.  Her mother insisted he was a nice guy even after he began aggressively stalking her. Sam’d had a class with Jenn but in visiting she’d never showed interest in dating. Then she called late one Friday evening “Will you be my knight in shining armor?” she’d said. "Jenn?" "I have a stalker who is ge...

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Blue Eyes

Submitted to Contest #264

I never considered myself antisocial or social. I didn’t prefer crowds but would be in them for sporting events or concerts. I liked going to movies on opening night to avoid spoilers- can't be spoiled if you see it immediately. I don’t know why I was worried about it when my social media was all sports and gaming stuff anyway. I’m Jeremy and I considered myself a usual 24-year-old guy, with medium blonde hair and blue eyes, glasses, average height and average weight. I’d been working at the same factory with my best friend fr...

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I'm Yours

Submitted to Contest #264

Next morning, as we drove down Hunter Street Newcastle, I gasped in horror at seeing bridal boutiques down both sides of the street. What is this place? I heard a very clear, ‘Before you leave this place you’ll be married.’ This freaked me out. Was it God? The idea of marriage terrified me. And there was more, ‘You’ll have so many friends, you won’t want to leave.’ Uh? I don’t know anybody. I’m alone. I’m a mess. How could it be?Not knowing what else to do, the couple left me at a refuge. I was shown around. When we got to the part of the sp...

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Feeling Unsteady

Submitted to Contest #264

I've always envisioned myself walking in heels as if I were a newborn giraffe experiencing the uneven plains of the savannah for the first time. Being a girl did not come with any informational pamphlets or a play by play. I always lacked the finesse most beautiful young women displayed. But tonight I was braving this wedding in heels, lipstick, and overpriced jewelry for my best friend. Somehow, Julie could light up a room with her smile and laughter unlike any other person I've known. It's like this warmth she exudes encapsulates you even ...

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