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Submitted to Contest #166
Summer in the cabin means a whole new set of opportunities. It means a vast supply of watermelons from the farmer's market. It means a clean slate, a chance to reinvent my washed-up self. The return to the cabin means its set of promises is renewed entirely for me. When Dad cuts the engine and our Volkswagen settles in the gravel, I know what awaits me as soon as I hop out. Without a hint of hesitation, I break into a sprint passing one, two, and three houses until I reach the red door with the peonies surrounding the doorstep. I pound on th...
Submitted to Contest #167
Shards of glass sit on my palm. They embed themselves deeper every time I move. Darkness wraps around us. Not a single candle remains lit. My eyes can no longer make out his silhouette, but he’s here. I don’t have to see him to know that. The creak of a floorboard, that loose one by the kitchen. Then, his pace quickens. As he nears me, his hands reach awkwardly for me. They flail about rampantly, dreading the thought of my absence. His fingers graze my forearm, sending chills up my arm and throughout my entire body. A shudder grabs me and sh...
Submitted to Contest #143
You feel like you’re drowning on dry land. You try to push past that growing lump in your throat, the pain that wraps around your voice box and expands like a disease. It takes and it demands and it knocks the breath out of you. The tears collect within your eye socket like a flood waiting to break free. You’ve been here before. Like a door, your eyes slam shut. You try to reject this, this thing labeled attack and breakdown and you choose to put no labels on it. You force yourself to break out of th...
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