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A.J Blink

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2020

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The bleeding manuscript

Weekly Contest #46

Damnable manuscripts, they should know all the reasons to remain unnoticed and yet, they spar with all the effrontery only afforded a royal dogma. Why they would try to flaunt their angles unexpectedly, I am fretful to consider, and yet, just now, one of them is saving me, once again, after such a long time. Before now, I refused to retract my indifference. They're mine after all and sadly, I've seen their ruinous hands.But not today.Today, I'll allow for a fair share of perseverance needed to unseat my fears for good. It's the least I can d...

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Let's paint...BLACK

Weekly Contest #45

It's brighter from that side. Sometimes I hate to think to blink repeatedly. Maybe I'm distant or maybe bleakness went a little too far. Like a rare breed, I could scatter myself around the earth. But I like it better when I am behind closed doors. I like it better when it's only me in this earth, left standing, left painting with all the colors of me.But that color isn't so many. In reality, it's just one. In my imagination, it's a thousand.  They laugh at my one-sided masterpiece and grumble over the shaggy strokes and I just wan...

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My ocean, my sun, my moon

Weekly Contest #45

I live in an ocean and it has all the colors of the sun and moon. Sometimes, it's gaping and shallow, and at other times, it's discreet and telling. Don't snort. You see my ocean, it's as bluntly encompassing as your eyes can see. I hate it but I just want to love it too. It's my ocean after all.Do you recall me saying that with my ocean, you can paint all the tints of the sun? That's the most common occurrence around. The locals even have a tale for every color. My ocean, I'm sure has to be the first there is as hot as the sun. But that's n...

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Goodbyes when you remember

Weekly Contest #44

Dear man, I looked up at the skies today and I could only think of running to your side. That luminous body would not retract from mocking at me from up there, and picking at my insecurities. Then I spent a lost hour tinkering over matters like this and that.Hopefully, I'll get around figuring out the best way to say goodbye. It's never easy. Why would everyone even expect me to start moving on from it? I can barely send you off and yet I'm expected to start moving forward?In my dream, and as usual, I walked to your bedside. In that dream, y...

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The Sixth thorn

Weekly Contest #44

It was a cold austere November evening when Lady Rosaline Roberts decided she was better off without happy endings. The clock advertently chimed six overhead her just at that moment the resolution positioned, and her fate was sealed, or so it seemed. Still, a little fire stoked relentlessly in the core of her indifference, apparent by the glare her eyes would emit and the sharp breath she would draw when someone, jokingly smears her with the endowment “sixth thorn.” It was a name she never would consider getting accustomed to, but it seemed ...

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The Three-hundredth

Weekly Contest #43

Boxes...!Freaking ugly brown shades, blurring your vision and reeking of all the pangs of memories.I hate them. Every single one of them.But they never seem to get tired of hanging around and I never know where to trash them.I hate them too much to let them go. I love them enough to hate them.Argh! They're screwing my brain already. Swaddling me with all the layers of crazy..There's that one in particular. It just sits there, gaping like it has all my attention. And it does, for my gaze would always find it out with every waking breathe. Th...

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Mama's hands have all the answers

Weekly Contest #43

"In a forever that is a momentIn a moment that breathes foreverIn the vein of a lustreOf a lustre with no veinYou can drink from my oceanAnd I will bend like waterParting before your eyesA way that leads homeWhen home is my handsYou can go on a foreverYou can appear in a momentYet these hands will be stayingBecause you are comingHurry back my sweet childMama's hands have all the answers"I wipe a tear away as my eyes travel down those words on the wall, beautifully calligraphed into an onyx plaque. These tears would run widely, flippantly, no...

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