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Submitted to Contest #336
I. Ben and VenBen and Ven were headed in opposite directions. Ben, short for Benjamin, liked to hike in the mountains. Ven, short for Venisha, liked cocktails by the seaside. Ben wore sports chic, browns, blues, and off-whites. Ven’s colors were blood, black, and a touch of rainbows. If Ben was a bird, he’d be an ordinary house sparrow, one of many, in an oak. Ven would preen her multicolored parrot feathers in the presence of green and yellow finches in the Amazon rainforest.Before they met, they would spend most of their time with like-min...
Submitted to Contest #335
This story contains instances of physical violence and a fictional treatment of mental health issues. “Congratulations! You’ve been chosen to participate in a revolutionary new approach to security. Are you still unemployed?” “Yes,” I responded to the caller. “Great. We would need you four nights a week, six hours a night, guarding our lab. Salary is ten thousand a month. You’d be standing in the street so you would have to dress warmly.” I accepted. Life had been dull and I needed stimulation. Actually, that was an understatement. I ...
Submitted to Contest #331
November 1, 2025. Lisbon. Rodrigo Pereira was coughing. Why was his throat so tight? He sat in a corner of the bookstore cafe speaking to his girlfriend. “Are you okay?” She asked. “Your face looks puffy and red.” “Of course I’m okay. Did you hear me?” “You think we should see other people.” “I have come to that realization, yes.” He gulped air. It didn’t help. “Why? Have you found somebody else?” “I may have. My life is my own.” The room felt stuffy. The air stale. “Does this have to do with your `project`?” “You say it with suc...
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