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Submitted to Contest #153
I remember the rustling crunch of dried leaves beneath my feet as I walked to school in the autumn of 1994. Their spectrum of color ranged from the lightest banana yellow to blood red and cracked dry mud brown. The air was brisk but comfortable and the smell… fresh with a dash of decaying plant life. As a sure sign of the coming winter, trees released what seemed to be a never-ending barrage of leaves, which floated to the ground as gracefully as a ballerina’s dance. The effect was like that of a rain shower, only dry. It took fifty minutes ...
Submitted to Contest #108
My lust for life died with her. There was one empty room in our home. We never decided what we were going to do with it. Her things… that’s what I’ll do. I’ll put all her things in the room. Piece by piece…only what I can handle. It had been a whole year, and I still couldn’t breathe when I thought about her. The park we used to picnic in before… grass so lush you could sleep on it… so green that it was almost blue. Her eyes were crystal blue. Lilac bushes filled the air with a sweet aroma… reminded me of her delicate scent. The wrought iro...
“Damn Grizzy, nice digs! But why did you have to move an hour away?” I asked. “Just look around. That oughta answer your question,” he replied. “I forgot my laptop at home and I am technically supposed to be working right now. My boss is expecting me to have a rough draft of a proposal to buy a local chain by Monday. I haven’t even started it yet.” “You’ve got three days, just lock yourself away tonight and slave through the weekend to get it done. You're the invincible Itzkowitz, you’ve got this!” “Come sundown, the invincible Itzkowitz wil...
“I dare you to steal Mr. Schwartz’s medication,” Miguel said. “What are they for?” I asked. He said he didn’t know. “Nevermind. Let’s do truth instead,” I demanded. “Too late. I already gave you the dare. You can’t change it now,” he stated with ...
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