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Weekly Contest #371
“I swear to God, Jack, if you got me out of bed in my bonnet for nothing, I will put a curse on you and all your future children,” said Ciara, adjusting the stray curls back under the shiny dark blue fabric.“I’m not having any kids.”“That’s the curse working already,” she added with a grin.“Yeah, Jack,” Rashan piped in, squeezing his friend's shoulder, his dark skin contrasting against Jack’s pale shoulder under the blue-toned street lamps. “This better not be another one of your big promises that ends in inevitable disappointment.”“I don’t ...
Weekly Contest #363
*CW: Physical violence, gore, sexual violence. How did I get here?Not just here; under violent pouring rain.Naked. Eyes strain.How did I get here?Not just here; under lamplight in pain.Vulnerable. Blood stains.How did I get here?Wails mixed with the crackling sky.Alone. I cry.How did I get here?To this place?In this state?How did I get here and why? The morning started like every other boring Monday. I slinked my long, pasty-white limbs out from under my green gingham blanket and slipped my naked toes into my brown, fuzzy slippers, which are...
Weekly Contest #362
“I haven’t had coffee for an entire year. I’ve been drinking matcha and pu’erh tea almost exclusively. Pu’erh tea is fermented black tea, so it’s richer and earthier in flavour. Is earthier a word? I don’t know, but if it isn’t, it is now. Anyway, Coffee Pu’erh has unroasted coffee beans in it, so you get the flavour of coffee without the actual caffeine.“In the mornings, I always start with a matcha latte. Usually vanilla flavour, but sometimes I’ll have blueberry or maple, which tastes like pancakes. Or, if I want it cold, I’ll do an iced ...
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Summer 2026 Bucket List[✓] Get a new tattoo[✓] Try three different hot dog trucks[ ] Go to a bar alone[✓] Watch fireworks[✓] Go skinny dipping[ ] Introduce yourself with a fake name[✓] Ride the ferry[✓] See a movie you think you won’t like[ ] Kiss a man[✓] Go to an amusement park[✓] Hike a mountain[✓] Watch the sun set[✓] Visit family[✓] Drink so much you almost forget to check this one off There are only three things left on my Summer 2026 Bucket List, and I’ve got one night left to check them all off. Tomorrow, I go back to school. I...
Weekly Contest #354
A drop of water pelting my nose wakes me to another monotonous day. Crisp spring air carries notes of last night’s rainfall. If there’s ever a reprieve from the rain, it’s for a brief window in the wee hours of the morning. The hours I usually prefer to spend sleeping. Chirps and caws bounce off brick walls like ping-pong balls. Sunlight beams through the old frosted glass, casting a scene of a bustling world of shadows, colours, and light refraction.My naked toes and my button nose tingle from drafts of cold air. I run warm, so I like to le...
Weekly Contest #346
CW: death, suicidal ideation, cancer, vomit. I hate funerals.I haven’t been to many, but the ones I have been to, well, they didn’t exactly put the fun in funeral. But this one I couldn’t miss. I don’t want anyone to recognize me, so I’m wearing a black baseball cap and tinted glasses, which I understand isn’t respectful dress code for a funeral, but I’m pretty sure the dead guy won’t mind. I wait until the very last second before the service starts to sneak in and discreetly find a spot at the back of the room.Whoever organized the funeral ...
Weekly Contest #345
*This story contains the use of homophobic slurs. The glow of the flickering open sign hanging crooked in the window. The whining creak of the door in harmony with the jingling of a bell as it swings open. Thick air smelling of old cigarettes and even older grease mixed with coffee, bacon, and garlic. The hum of deep fryers and beeping appliances, and the same Garth Brooks CD on repeat through a single broken speaker.This is paradise.At least, at 2:37 AM, after a long night of serving vodka cranberries to wasted twinks and their coked-up da...
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