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Submitted to Contest #58
It was summer, and the air was sweet. The changing of seasons burn deep within the honeysuckle petals. The clumps of pink and maroon and clementine have spread themselves far across the plantation. There is no light out now, for the midnight clouds have sent the moon into a familiar darkness. A neighboring brook storms to a bayou set below, echoing among the rustling leaves and settling along the lily-pads and moss patches. A frog croaks, a deer bleats, the owl ponders its eternal query. They all flee as the sounds of heavy footsteps and bra...
Submitted to Contest #53
Jamie’s bedroom was different than most kids'. And if that was not an analogy for his life, he didn’t know what was. It was though the room was a sort of monstrous nostalgia mashup. Lined along the walls were pictures of figures whose heydays were past memories. The Beatles smiled charmingly from one corner, and Hendrix shredded at Woodstock on another. Elvis swung by his closet, and Jefferson Airplane stood in psychedelic colors over his bed. He found that one at a garage sale for five bucks, and Jamie considered it the best investment he ...
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