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Weekly Contest #361
Walk on the Ocean…Step on the Stones…I sang along with my neon yellow Sony walkman on a muggy summer night. The rain had just stopped following a thunderstorm and the fog was gently settling in as dusk loomed.I was sitting on the porch swing drinking in that sultry sweet air, balancing my flash light with my book Francine Pascal's My first love and Other Disasters, on my knees, my headphones dangling in the late summer breeze.It was one of those summer evenings that feel like anything could happen…magic.Summer was nearly over and I was still...
Weekly Contest #199
Warm summer evenings in Central Pa have always made me feel alive. And none more than when I was sixteen, innocent and dreaming of my first kiss. I loved sitting outside in the hot evenings, watching the stars and breathing in the sweet grassy air, and dreaming of the boy who would love me, or at least kiss me. I knew I would fall easily and I wasn't afraid of heartache or break. I longed to feel it all. I wanted to know that pain brutal as it may be. The fireflies dotted the sky and I smiled just knowing something magical was a...
Weekly Contest #112
It was one of those muggy, sticky evenings in early August when the sky was just beginning to darken and the air smelled fresh with the hint of rain looming somewhere in the distance, a hint of what was to come. I sat on the porch swing drinking in the evening, my stomach dancing with excitement. I was seventeen and full of wonder. How I loved those humid nights in small town Pennsylvania. After months I was finally going to see him. Would I have a real romance? Would I be kissed? I breathed in the sweet air, the mix ...
Weekly Contest #63
By the time I stepped outside the leaves were on fire, crimson and bright, as the sun burned my eyes. The beauty was breathtaking and I choked down my first gulps of freedom in weeks with thirsty lungs. Quarantine life. It certainly was not for me. I don't think I have ever been stuck inside, unable to leave my room before, for two whole weeks. Even thinking the notion seemed impossible just a year ago. But this is the norm that is everyday life post coronavirus lockdown. And knowing I'm not alone, that I'm not the only one suffering...
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