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Transit

Weekly Contest #343

Melanie takes a seat at the stop to catch the 304 bus that takes her to work, with the downside being she has to transfer from one bus to another to get to work on time. What is an eleven minute car drive for some of her co-workers is about an hour and a half commute for her that takes up an unnecessary amount of time out of her day. With the money she makes, half of those savings go to that hour and a half bus ride, in addition to the transfer. Melanie also doesn’t take lightly to being late either, which is like asking to be late if she’s ...

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Give Me Courage to Call The Man Who Makes Me Cry

Weekly Contest #342

Inspired by the song Mary Jane. by RAYE Tonight I’m alone with a glass of red wine. My lipstick smudged and stained on the glass like church mosaics, I spend tonight at the bar, crowded with people and music that transcends universes the second one steps on to the dance floor. As I watch the sea of people at the center, I sit by the counter and observe the couples from afar and make up stories and scenarios about them in my head. I’m here to feel the liveliness I always seem to feel when I’m surrounded by people. To celebrate songs that brou...

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Morning Pages

Weekly Contest #340

Every morning I’m appointed a tattoo. I’ve been getting new ink for about two years now, almost three, and I’ve come to know every name of everyone I have never met, but I know them like I’ve met them before. I only know them from the words the ink pierces into my skin. I know secrets that have never been told to these strangers, sometimes I get tattoos of wishes that could’ve been said, but my body holds on to them for a dear friend of mine. I trust her to use me as her canvas, and every word is a new story to be told. I’m happy I’m who she...

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Coffee with French Vanilla

Weekly Contest #339

“Am I just one of your friends?” I blurted out. It’s been months since him and I have seen each other, and not on mutual terms either, and it’s been a question that has been bothering me for so long that it weighs heavy within my chest. It’s not a question that could be asked in a non-direct way, but I still made an attempt to soften it. “…Or do you foresee a future with me? You and I?” Our relationship isn’t certainly what would be called a formal relationship, although I wish it was. The mere thought that he doesn’t love me the way that I...

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