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Weekly Contest #300
My mind races redundantly along a lengthy mental checklist. Tick, tick, tick, tick, but did I actually? Tick, tick, wait start over. Tick, tick, tick...I grunt with frustration as the padlock fumbles in my hand just before finally clicking shut, securing all my earthly possessions carefully packed within a moving truck. My whole life in 27 boxes.I absently glance back at the corner of the house, still counting off: tick, tick, tick, but...tick, tick, am I sure?I’m positive that I’ve forgotten something. I’m always forgetting something these ...
Weekly Contest #264
It wouldn’t have been that consequential...except there was Rebecca. Rebecca was glowy moonlight in a world that glittered just a little too brightly. She was subtle and kind—the genuine kindness that bubbles up from deep within rather than floating on the surface like slick oil. She read thick books like life was long, and she loved food. Like, she loved food. She had this face when she tasted something particularly exquisite. It was like she’d just jolted awake from a fantastical dream with a new awareness of subconscious possibilitie...
Shortlisted for Contest #262 ⭐️
Where I live, people always talk about how the summer heat feels. It feels sweltering, blazing, blistering, searing, oppressive, miserable. Some describe it in degrees: hot one today—heat index of 120 degrees—can you believe it? Some people explain it with physiology: it’s so hot out there, your sweat could water the desert. Or: it’s so hot, just looking out the window will give you a sunburn. But when I think of the heat, my native language is frequencies. Days like today sound like cicadas hissing so loudly, your eardrums still ring with i...
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