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Submitted to Contest #309
I am awakened by loud bangs of thunder as lightning flashes across the window and finds the remainder of its glow on my face. The thump of my heart seconds the music of the skies, and sweat slides from my temples to the bone of my neck. The pitch of my breathing is high, and, as if in sync, I quickly feel a salty tinge well up in my eyes. I try to swallow the tears away, but their ambush is instant—they have already coupled up to form an inundation on my face. That face, in my dreams, it is nearby. It was such a long time ago. I never talk ...
Submitted to Contest #252
“Tall, six pack, witty, spontaneous, assertive, alluring, me-oriented… you name it.”Agent Lori fixated her gaze on the woman sitting across her, listening to the confident statements she was making. She observed her features. Beautiful, petite, crimson-painted lips and frizzy hair tousled into a knot. She could always find love in the bookshop, at a café or even, the gym, what influenced her application with their system?“What? You not gonna write o’ that down?” Amy broke out in surprise. “Mam, we are surrounded by high-value technology. Any...
Submitted to Contest #178
[Contains mild sensitive language and poor state of mental health.] I sat before the quiet river just before midnight clocked. It was as still as my thoughts, and yet, couldn’t emit anything else kindred other than the cold rush of its constant flow that had only the sense of tranquillity wrapped around it. It was me and the perfect nature. Free from all the loud places that we have derived from taking away from the earth, its rights, and privileges. I was away from all the demands of what life is set to be. I could feel the sound of air aro...
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