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Farrah Leone

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Farrah Leone

Submitted to Contest #324

The southern desert sun beat down on the cracks of what was once known as the Mississippi River Valley. His feet were blistering in the heat being insulated by his leather boots. The back of his neck was hot to the touch no matter how much he covered up. And the heat only played with his body temperature keeping him uncomfortable during the day and too cold in the nights he spent camping underneath cacti. His beard grew in nicely but was cut haphazard by the dull knife he kept in his waistband.He’d been following the dust ditch north for wee...

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Coffee or Tea

Farrah Leone

Coffee or Tea By Farrah Leone “Hey” Michael flashed his white smile and peered around the door frame of their office. “I brought you something”. He held up two Starbucks cups. Sarah blushed. “Awe, how cute!” Tiffany chuckled. “Thank you.” Sarah stood up from her desk, went on her tippy toes to kiss his stubbled cheek.  She took the cup he gestured towards her.  “What’d you get, Michael?” Tiffany asked. “Latte with Oatmilk and a dash of cinnamon with a shot of espresso.” “An extra shot of espresso? Someone is going to ...

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Mr. Foster

Farrah Leone

Submitted to Contest #49

An elderly man sits in the waiting room of Boston Hospital’s Oncological Unit with no one but the secretary. He stares blankly at the news that has been playing on loop for the entire day, but he has only gone through one cycle. He still squints at the television even through his corrective lenses, emphasizing the years seen through his wrinkles. His mouth is slightly ajar as if he was going to say something, but he never does. The door opens to enter a younger man, routinely squeezes some hand sanitizer into his hand, and s...

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