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Submitted to Contest #52
Dear Journal, The men in gray suits are coming. They always have been. Coming to collect those of us who have sinned against society. Trust me, we are the baseball cards that fit oh so perfectly into their greedy, child like hands. Their explanations for collection are about as nonexistent as the money in my family's pocket. Dad's hands are cracked and filled with oil and despair. Mom's once curly hair flies in a poofy mound atop her sweaty forehead. No matter how many hours my parents work at the suit factory, we seem to be in a con...
Submitted to Contest #40
I stumbled into the coffee shop, peeling crunchy leaves from the soles of my shoes. Twinkling lights surrounded me. People filled chairs like the last bit of milk in the carton that fills your glass perfectly. The warm blast of air and bittersweet scent of coffee mid-brew greeted me like an old friend. Like the type of old friend you could fail to see for twenty years, but when you finally reunited, could continue the conversation you last shared with the same childish wonder. Same glimmer of familiarity in your eyes.Then, I woke up. Beep. B...
Submitted to Contest #36
April 8, 2020Dear Diary,Sleep is a foreign term in my life. It is like a father who says he will come for dinner, but does not return to his family for days. Usually, I spend my nights lost in a book or trying, with lackluster results, to find a movie that I can manage to sit all the way through without skipping to the end. Some say that writing down my thoughts will help me sleep, but so far I don't believe them. Writing about the fears and hopes swirling around in my brain like an endless whirlpool will not make them go away, but amplify t...
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