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Weekly Contest #348
Inescapable Beauty: Four Square Jesus How the hell did I end up in this godforsaken place? What was I thinking? Why did I agree to speak to this consulting conglomerate?As I scan the auditorium, I am streamlined to an alternate reality. There are the Botox queens, the blow out five hundred dollar hair-doed princesses, the Hermes bagged glamour moms, the perfectly manicured administrators, the Lauren and Dior outfitted power people, the Rolex wearing silver haired men….it is rather nauseating. Despite being offended by the sheer gaudy shallo...
Weekly Contest #339
The Persian Whispers October 17, 1967 Bluebirds fly overhead, streaking serene azure in the autumn sky as I lie in the field behind the school. They remind me of Daddy, who adored every single kind of bird. I loved going bird watching with him on the weekends. Mommy threw his binoculars away right after the cops came to tell us Daddy was dead.Since that day, I have searched the night sky, looking for him. But there has not been a full moon this whole year. I wonder at that, I think an Ogre climbed a crooked ladder up to the sky and took all...
Weekly Contest #324
Unimaginable Life There is always room for the unimaginable.As I am walking the shore of the tempestuous Atlantic this foggy morning, a howling wail comes crescendoing down over the dunes.The wail is primitive, formidable, immobilizing.A woman cries out in a strangled voice:: “Where are you? “ Immediately followed by:“Can’t you please help me?”The questions seem harrowing and laced with intense privacy.The intonation of her voice is chilling, and I immediately begin running away from the disembodied voice. To remain would be treacherous; it ...
Weekly Contest #315
The Romance of Helen Trent I am standing at the ocean’s edge, and the water turns back on itself, and flows back to where it came from. We are all part of the continuum of life’s stream. If that is true, why do I find myself gasping for breath?Why this darkness?I feel as though I am in a hypnagogic film.Alone.Solitary.Abandoned.A flock of sandpipers suddenly appears, and they bring redemptive grace.I am able to regulate my breathing.As I walk along the shore, I am reminded of my David.My struggle to breathe has been a new phenomenon since ...
Weekly Contest #305
There is always room for the unimaginable.As I am walking the shore of the tempestuous Atlantic this foggy morning, a howling wail comes crescendoing down over the dunes.The wail is primitive, formidable, immobilizing.A woman cries out in a strangled voice:: “Where are you? “ Immediately followed by:“Can’t you please help me?”The questions seem harrowing and laced with intense privacy.The intonation of her voice is chilling, and I immediately begin running away from the disembodied voice. To remain would be treacherous; it would be cutting t...
Weekly Contest #301
The words consecrated themselves into my marrow. They hijacked my life for decades. It was another scorcher in Mobile, and I was sitting next to Aunt Sophie, glamorous and mysterious Aunt Sophie- on the back porch of my grandpa’s house, drifting back and forth with her on the green and white glider, when suddenly, she grabbed both of my hands- clasped them to her chest and exclaimed: “ The greatest treachery in life is falling in love.. Run like hell if you find yourself in this situation, Laurie. Y’all better be listening to me. The truth ...
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