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Jesse Almquist

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Weekly Contest #349

My rifle is getting heavier, and I’m not sure if it actually is, or if my body is getting weaker each day. It’s my dad’s .308 deer rifle. I only took it because we had more ammo left for that than I did for my .270, and while it took a bit for me to get used to shooting it, we are six days in and I’m getting the hang of it. Too bad it’s so damn heavy. I think he’d be happy I’m using it. He always thought my zombie movies were stupid and I’d joke that I was studying for when it actually happened. Little did he know how close that was to the t...

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A Good Day

Weekly Contest #348

1.As I sat at the bar, I slowly realized I had no idea how I got there or what I had done the rest of the morning, leading up to my first few sips of beer. I looked at the bartender and asked, “How long have I been sitting here?” “Ten o’ five, I barely got the fucking doors open when you walked in,” she said in her grizzly tone. “Well, could I get another pint then, please?” I asked. I saw the sign for bar pizzas and the jug of pickled turkey gizzards. “Do you serve breakfast here?” “I can fry ya an egg,” she said. “Two then, please,” I re...

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Rum Bottle Decor

Weekly Contest #348

She was doing very little to grab my attention intentionally, but impact often outweighs intent. Her hair was straight and still a little wet from her shower shortly before and an oversized t-shirt seemed to be the perfect sort of outfit to join a neighborly fall bonfire, but I was hooked, nonetheless. She continued to talk to me, but I had a difficult time focusing on her words as I stared across the flames at her face. Her name was Alicia and she lives with Cassie, that much I gathered. I passed her the Pringles. “What’s your major?” I ask...

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Prayer Circle

Weekly Contest #347

“Alright everybody, we are going to close with our prayer circle,” Geoff the youth pastor said and turned off the overhead lights to bring down the energy in the room. It felt weird how light it was outside this late in the evening. It felt like throughout the entire school year, it was pitch black outside every time we came. The group gathered in a circle in the center of the room as they pushed aside the chairs. I reached for Cassie’s hand, and she squeezed it hard, then looked up at me and smirked. Across the circle, Julius and Zak elbow...

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Man in the Blue Suit

Weekly Contest #346

“He sat down and played the other part,” she said. “Who did?” I shot back without a clue who she was referencing. “There isn’t anyone else here.” “I already said. The man in the blue suit.” Her head bopped back and forth between each word. I looked around, but knew it was just the two of us. No cars in the driveway, no people outside. I knew the cabin was empty when we got here. Uncle Greg said nobody had been here since October, and lord knows I walked through every single room when I opened the windows to let the musty cabin smell out. “...

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Eulogy

Weekly Contest #345

The church doors are tall and heavy. I forgot how they feel to pull open and how much additional effort it takes to hold open for someone else. It has been years since I’d last been here and that time was for my uncle’s third wedding. To me, weddings and funerals are much the same, albeit with different vibes amongst the crowd. I don’t think of myself as an anxious person, but I can’t think of any words worth saying to any of these people, particularly in such a circumstance. I worry I’ll say the wrong thing because I don’t know how to griev...

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