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Francis Daisy

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I cannot go outside to play today

Weekly Contest #92

I cannot go outside and play today It is much too bright and it hurts my eyes I will not go outside and play hopscotch or jump rope today Ask me when it is dark and grey like an elephant’s ear I will not go outside to play today The sun is much too yellow and it burns my eyes I will not leave my house today I will not go outside to play today I will not go outside and play today  It is much too bright and it hurts my eyes I will not go outside and play today Ask me when it is bleak and dreary like Monday mornings I will not go out...

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Untitled

Weekly Contest #91

“He’s upstairs. In the library. You’ll have to wait,” she tells her and motions for the girl to sit on the hard chair. The girl wonders if she can hear her swallow in the silence. She swipes her sweaty palms on her jeans and wonders if she should have changed into a skirt or a dress or a different person altogether before presenting herself here. What was she thinking? The woman stares at the door, also waiting. Neither of them make eye contact. She was to sit here and wait for her grandfather to finish reading his latest book about Hit...

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Seasons

Weekly Contest #90

Seriously, the largest trees we have ever seen are the Redwoods. Hundreds of feet tall; the tallest 380 feet tall. And, these trees are so big around, our family of five couldn’t even come close to reaching all the way around them even if we held hands and stretched our arms as wide as we could. We would only make it about a third of the way. We could park our car inside one of these trees. When we returned to New York after this trip, our trees looked like toothpicks compared to those trees we had seen in California. There is no sight like ...

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She Waits

Weekly Contest #89

His angry music playlist was blaring, so she knew exactly what kind of mood he was going to be in when she re-entered the room. Every song, every lyric degrading and demeaning. Her least favorite song being a spin on an old Camp Fire song, “The Cat Came Back.” But this group wasn’t singing about a cat being better when she’s down on her knees. This was a new form of waiting. She had spent years waiting for him. What strange irony life has that now she is actually truly waiting on him. She stared down at the purple latex gloves on her hands a...

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Fairy tale ending?

Weekly Contest #88

  School never came easy for me. I quit at a very young age. My dad ran off with some friends to make his fortune. My mom was left with me. She said she didn’t mind. Just that: she didn’t mind being left behind. I guess that’s as good as telling me that she loved me. But I think if she could have she would have left me too. I’m glad she didn’t because I think she’s real proud of me now, but I’m getting ahead of myself here. Let me tell you my story of what actually happened. It used to be whenever my dad would get real mad he would st...

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Wait, what?

Weekly Contest #87

Pandemonium. Panhandle. Pancake. Pantomime. Pantyhose. Pandemic. Pandemic. Pathetic. That’s an apt word for me: pathetic. Or is it apathetic? I can never keep those words straight. I have absolutely no interest in going out today.  Yet another March has passed. Another month ripped off the calendar. Now it’s only been fifty four weeks since I last left my house for something other than work. Fourteen months of quarantine. Plus or minus a week or so, maybe. I can wait another day.  What’s another day? Yes, the sun is shining. The bi...

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