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Elysa Casselman

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Needle in a Haystack

Elysa Casselman

Submitted to Contest #249

Contest:            249Author:             Elysa CasselmanPrompt:            A character driving and getting lost Needle in a Haystack The sweet smell of my daughter’s hair wafts into my nostrils. My lips graze her tiny forehead for just slightly longer than intended. A smile pulls at the corner of my lips; it takes willpower to stand erect and back away from ...

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Forbidden Expedition - a Covert Exploration

Elysa Casselman

Submitted to Contest #247

Forbidden Expedition – a Covert Exploration  The air is dense with silence. My energy is focussed on resisting the soothing draw of mesmerisation, a natural by-product of rhythmic breathing: breathe in, hold for three, pause, breathe out, repeat. When my focus fades and my thoughts slip into the pre-sleep relaxed unconscious state, I pinch the tender skin on my stomach, jolting me back to consciousness. Mindful of the night vision camers, I keep my eyes closed tight, ignoring the tiny electric green glint that flashes in the top corner,...

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It's All Fun & Games Until the Moment It's Not and Someone Gets Caught

Elysa Casselman

Submitted to Contest #246

IT’S ALL FUN AND GAMESUntil the Moment It’s Notand …Someone Gets CaughtI try to trace my past to the exact point this began. I question whether there was something I could have done, to have altered the trajectory of my life. My firstborn is no longer present. Well, he is not lost, per se. He could be tracked, for after all, he smokes me out, despite my best efforts to remain veiled. My son is one of the many we conceal and camouflage from; he is part of the nasty group that ensnared us in this viscous game of hide-and-seek. Not the “G” rate...

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