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Weekly Contest #351
Beauty lives in the eye of my hurricane. The silent pause before the storm surrounds its prey and drags it under the ocean's surface. I lurk under the waves in every sailor’s story. They blame me for their fates. The gods and humans tell their stories of my monstrosity, to protect themselves from the humiliation of truth. Their tiny wooden ships shattering against the force of cresting waves are inevitable. I devour what nature discards; flesh and ships all sink the same. I was born in the deepest crevice of the sea, looking upwards. I imm...
Weekly Contest #350
The best part of Saturday morning is going to Grandma’s house while Mom is at work. Her house always smells like apple pie. Last week she made us French toast fingers with strawberry syrup in little blue and white bowls. We have a whole room just for watching TV and she doesn’t care if we watch cartoons like Mom and Dad do. Plus, she always makes Bobby watch shows me and Blue Bear want to watch, too. Blue Bear is stinky like my older brother Bobby is and always picks the cartoons with fighting scenes. That’s why that old lamp jumped off th...
Weekly Contest #348
“Claire, is that you?” Eliza paused at the intersection as the sound of her twin sister’s name initiated the familiar static of hope that arced up her spine. Spinning towards the man who had called to her, Eliza let the people behind her on the busy city street go around her. The late afternoon sun beat down on the crowded, narrow streets. An ambulance blocked one of the lanes, the rush hour traffic behind it beeping in frustration. Eliza glanced one more time at her phone and the unopened invitation to happy hour, then dropped her phone int...
Weekly Contest #346
…bringing you Sunday City News at Noon… BZZZT-BZZZT-BZZZT-BZZZT …a major traffic accident is causing delays; we’ll have live updates soon… Jack felt the vibration of his phone against his cheek on the sticky linoleum. Groaning, his eyes still closed, he propped himself up on one arm. With a sigh he pried open his swollen, burning eyes, and stared as Channel 42’s red and blue "on-the-scene" sirens flashed across the screen. BZZZZZT Knocking aside an empty beer can, Jack jerked his hand towards the phone buzzing on the filthy kitchen floor and...
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