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Submitted to Contest #79
Daisy sat neatly on the cold stone floor, legs tucked between the ancient earth and her own warm body. She cut at imaginary tendrils with stubby scissor-fingers while Mama used the giant garden snippers to trim up the tall sentry topiary, manicured into a tidy stack of spheres, except for the top. Daisy wiggled and hummed while she worked. Mama sighed. “Daisy,” she said, rubbing her gray eyes with grayer fingers, “please, play somewhere else. I need to work.” She returned to the topiary. “No!” Daisy screamed. She scrambled to grab her moth...
Submitted to Contest #70
Leo was rifling through a small collection of torn, yellowed newspapers when the sleek limousine pulled into the gum-spotted asphalt gas station. He folded the pages, tucked them into his oversized coat. Briefly examining his reflection in the tinted window, he scratched at the smudge of dirt on his nose before opening the door and climbing inside. The chauffeur gracelessly hit the gas before Leo could situate himself. A man in a pristine suit sat upright across from him. He held a magazine close to his face like a paper fan but didn’t read...
Shortlisted for Contest #68 ⭐️
It had been twenty-four years since she’d last seen it, but the place looked exactly the same, save for the moth-bitten taffeta curtains and the dust resting on the bookshelves and piano. The particles hovered in the air like pixies and tickled the woman’s nose. Her cool, withered hands quivered from age and memory as she brushed away the delicate grime from the instrument’s expansive cover. The tintinnabulation of the front porch wind chimes carried on like a fairy choir with bass bamboo tubes and chipper crystal bells. Dozens of them hung...
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