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Submitted to Contest #134
That night we sat outside for hours, listening to the rain as it fell softly on the rooftop, watching the simple motions of life play out before us, absorbing every second into our memory. Family members danced along to songs blasting from my tio’s heavy-duty outdoor radio. Pure joy emanated from everyone as they rejoiced at the start of the monsoon season. There wasn’t a frown in sight. I allowed myself to participate in the celebration by laughing, dancing, and enjoying those final moments. I allowed genuine happiness to flourish through m...
Submitted to Contest #130
The forest is alive with the sounds of mourning doves singing to each other, perched above the trees, watching me with indifference. Their coos mesh with the chirping of crickets that I can’t see, but I know are somewhere near. Time seemingly stands still in the quiet solitude of the woods. If I focus hard enough, I can hear the gentle hum of the wind as it tickles my skin, raising goosebumps on the exposed part of my forearm. A light but constant chattering of my teeth ensues. The mountain air is always cold, especially this time of year. I...
Submitted to Contest #123
Well, that was dramatic. The last fifteen minutes of that phone call got us nowhere. We can never agree on a damn thing. How I wish I still had my old razor from 2008 so my mother could feel the anger seething within me as I violently slam my phone shut. What good did an end button do when one needed to convey such strong negative emotions? My eyelids droop heavily with exhaustion as I fight the temptation to pull over and rest. The need to fall into a deep sleep and resume driving in the morning is an all-consuming temptation....
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