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Weekly Contest #307
It’s August, Western Pennsylvania, when I finally see the hummingbird outside my bedroom window. It hovers in the humid air as if suspended by wires, wings that beat so fast I try not to blink, but all I can see is a ghostly blur, an iridescent aura. The oblong body is smaller than an egg. The long beak, the maxilla, dips into the cone-like flower drawing nectar from the apricot colored Trumpet flower. The maxilla plunges like a sewing machine needle as the Ruby Throated Hummingbird pulses in mid air. An eye to eye view from the second floor...
Weekly Contest #306
Beanie Weanie for the Boys in Montana 1. Decide on one of the four slow cookers. Plug it in.There are four dusty crockpots shoved into the corner of the kitchen house on the Sweet Dreams Ranch. The kitchen house, a wood structure, is elevated at least two feet above sage brush. “Don’t worry I killed all the mice before you got here,” Max says as he opens the fridge to show me where the weaners are stored. But when he opens the cabinet door, the shelves are bare.“Let’s go down to the store,” Max leads me out to my family.I follow Max outsi...
Weekly Contest #132
Time to BlumeAre you there God? It’s me, Manolo. Ever since we moved to America Mama is not the same. Sure she looks the same. She has the same dark hair pulled into a ponytail and the same hands that make my favorite dish, Gallo Pinto, but she is not the same Mama. God, I need your help to get my Mama back.We left our farm in Nicaragua before the first rays of sun one December morning. Mama led the way carrying my little sister Ana. Mama wanted to leave before Ana woke up. Before the crying and whining. We were lucky she was sleeping. ...
Weekly Contest #129
As Marc Edwards entered Black Piste 62 on the Swiss Matterhorn he thought about how lucky he was on this trip of a lifetime and a business trip no less. The financial guys at corporate must be crazy, not one of them wanted to fly across the pond so he was the pioneer. He took in the hundred and eighty degree panoramic view. Could life be any better? He indulged in the snow covered peaks before him like fluffy meringue cast against a cloudless sky. It was a pity to waste all of this gloriousness on himself. He wished the love of his life, his...
Weekly Contest #128
Robin changed her outfit three times before deciding to wear the bias cut skirt and jean jacket to the Forest Club’s Mother’s Tea Party. Beads of sweat bubbled up under a medium-beige Revlon foundation and her armpits produced half moons creasing her gauzy top. She would have to tie the jacket around her waist to cover the tear in the floral sheath. Wiping her brow with the back of her hand she thought about how she needed to make a good impression on the high school moms. Her daughter would soon attend a private academy, the first in the fa...
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