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Submitted to Contest #63
“By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. Whether this is literal or not is up to you. I spent months under the gun, and all I could think about was getting out on the streets again. I knew it was dangerous, and I was afraid, but it didn’t seem real. I wanted to go and see my favorite stops, have a drink at the cafe. As soon as I got outside that just vanished. It was chaos, and I ran for it as quick as I could. All I could think about that whole time was being out in the city, and as soon as I was in the city all I could thin...
Submitted to Contest #61
On a Sunday evening in November in 2021, signs were put up by two tired men and a woman in blue overalls outside the gates of Granite High School in a town somewhere east of Seattle and west of New York. The two men and the woman who set up the signs crossed the parking lot and opened the front door of the school. In the entrance, which adjoined the cafeteria and was divided only by a glass wall with the office of the principal, there was a hand trolley with two kegs. They moved the kegs into the cafeteria, which was decorated with a number ...
Submitted to Contest #59
“Sorry.” He turned with the impact as he said it, to face the woman he’d bumped shoulders with. The woman started and began to turn back towards him, but the rush of the crowd pushed him to turn forward again and push across the street before he saw her face. A voice barked at him and he felt something catch his leg. He hopped wildly, and just managed to extricate his foot from the strap of rolling luggage. He turned to face the suit pulling the luggage passed him, but the face was already turning away with a wordless note of annoyance. He f...
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