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Phiwe Dlamini

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2026

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When the devil walks in

“So?” Larry looked at his beautiful wife, shocked by the directness and weight of the one-word question. “Ashley, you need to watch your tone when you speak to me. You’re going through my stuff now?” he charged at her. Ashley fixed her eyes back on the magazine she’d thrown at him just two minutes ago. She’d found it in his underwear drawer, safely hidden in a brown envelope he’d probably hoped would pass as a confidential work document. Ashley had been sifting through his things and her own. She’d been suspecting, doubting and suspecting ag...

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The In-dwelling Advocate

Weekly Contest #377

“Do you trust me?” Mark shifted, his toes curled under his sky-blue bedcover that was absorbing his sweat. He swung his arms in the air as though he was fending off arrows. The question was an echo that came and went, about ten seconds between one and the other. He could hear it clearly yet there was much noise around him, competing for his attention. To his right there appeared his office, a human figure who resembled his assistant, and a bunch of people waiting on the other side of his office door. His office building faded into another; t...

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The Exit

Weekly Contest #377

“I don’t really care if she’s dead!” The room fell silent. Officer Filgren could hear his watch ticking as he contemplated what to say and do next. He was surprised to hear her say those words out loud, although he’d already picked the indifference from the woman’s demeanor. Usually, when someone walked into his office to report a missing person, they were either extremely timid and afraid, or absolutely horrified and hysterical. Mrs. Hobbs was neither, and he suspected that she’d been coerced into meeting him to report this. She and her sis...

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In The Dark

Her office door was slightly open, but with the light off. “Surely, my open door policy isn’t that intentional. I shut that when I left, I’m sure of it. Where’s my medical examiner when I need him? These people will think I’m still on the bottle when I start talking”, Celine spoke to herself while she stepped closer to her office. Celine Harris was a routine kind of girl, so her presence in the office, during the wee hours of the morning was highly unusual and potentially risky. When she’d taken the job as CEO after her father, she knew and ...

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AS FOR ME AND MY HOUSE

Tenele skipped to her kitchen from her bed to make some pancakes before she left for the party her friends coerced her into attending. She would’ve loved to cuddle up under her blankets and finish off reading The Inside Out Man, by Fred Strydom. The tension and mystery were at a climax where her bookmark sat, but she'd placed the book in her shoe closet so she’d be ready by the time her friends got to her flat. She was still getting used to living on her own and being responsible for bills that needed settling, food that had to be purchased ...

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School's Out!

Weekly Contest #375

Maya was first in class, as usual, and the Literature teacher’s desk was neater than usual. She credited the Summer break and assumed it had inspired new ‘within-the-year’ resolutions for the middle-aged educator. Maya walked to her seat in the back row and began to unpack her green and yellow bag pack. The spacious bag had earned her a funny nickname and presumably could fit a mini library. She wasn’t much bothered by her schoolmates’ remarks and often found their ignorance repulsive. Class was meant to begin in just ten minutes, as Maya wa...

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Counterfeit

Lenhle grabbed her ‘my Boaz’ list and beamed at the number of checked boxes against her preferences for the ideal partner. She checked the ninth one out of twelve of them, as she pulled out her floral, cocktail party dress which she would be wearing as Sive’s plus-one. Sive Khumalo was one of the many new congregants that had joined her church just under a year ago, and since Lenhle was a youth leader, she was tasked with familiarizing the new members with their new home and sanctuary. She loved communicating with people, especially concerni...

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The Burden In Certainty

The wind was pushing against the wilting leaves that were fighting to stay attached to their branches. Mhlengi was sitting on the bench beneath a wide avocado tree, tossing his car keys between his hands and tapping his shoes against the concrete paving under them. At around 9am, Mhlengi was at work and preparing for a trip to Cape Town, South Africa and as he was drafting an email to the finance department concerning his travelling expenses, he felt a sudden, sharp pain shooting along his spine. It kept him locked in his sitting position fo...

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The Jordan River

I was the last one in the sanctuary again today, because I felt a stirring in my spirit that wouldn’t let me leave without praying and dwelling in the presence of God. I’ve been hoping that my friends will soon join me for these priceless moments with Jesus, but I’m not pushing them too hard yet. Selfishly, I’ve really been enjoying having the whole sanctuary to myself after service, with no one to pick at my prayers or the pitch of my voice when the Spirit takes over. It’s indescribable bliss. Being the last one means I have to ensure that ...

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The Good Teacher

Formerly known as Besive High School, the vacant property looked more like a bunch of old toolsheds and gang hotspots under the sunlight. Umile Ndlovu walked carefully toward his former school and remembered all the times he’d run through the hallways to make it to his first class in time. Being late was a trendy thing back in his youth days, but the cost had never been worth it. He’d never enjoyed being part of the ‘cool kids’ and found himself associating with them because their parents were all elitists and snobbish. Well, at least that’s...

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See Through It

I’m not sure why I’m still here, three hours after the manager closed for the night. I was initially sitting in my corner stool, looking at the out-of-place painting of children playing on a beach. I’ve told the bartender more than once to damage it ‘accidentally’ and get an appropriate photo for this place. Despite the oddly guilt-tripping painting, I love this place. The ambience inside; warm lights and polite staff, rich food and private booths to eat. I’ve even made friends with one of the part-time waiters, which I’ll probably mention a...

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The True Vine

She was livid. From the moment that she'd noticed Matthew's absence, her ears turned red from an odd heat as she searched her bag for her phone. She paced in and out of each room in the house, then caught sight of a piece of paper placed on her neat bed. Christen walked toward her bed and felt her heart pounding. She picked it and recognised Matthew's handwriting. Her phone screen displayed her ontacts and she'd selected his number to dial. She sat on her bed, almost forgetting the stone beneath her bed that kept it leveled. She'd been meani...

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Silver Lining

“Read Matthew 10. Verses 34 and 35. Just read them,” I charged my sister. I sounded sterner that I intended to but it was too late to reverse it. She walked toward my side table and picked up the brown-cased NIV bible to find Matthew, chapter 10. I waited for her but kept my eyes on my legs. Lately, I hadn’t been myself and she picked it off our text messages and rushed right over to check on me. I longed for the day when I’d successfully hide my heartache. But this one was heavier than any other pain I’ve been through. Much heavier and com...

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The Shadow of the Almighty

Weekly Contest #352

There’s nothing quite like a starlit sky, Mvelo thought to herself and smiled as she stared right into it. The navy blue to black background was perfect for the stars. So little yet so significant. She shifted on the woven mat she was laying on and attempted to create a trail; moving her eyes from one single star to the next. A mosquito bite interrupted her on the fifth star and she slapped the stinger. Her blood smeared over her skin and she knew it was time to head back indoors but before she did, she opened a conversation with her most t...

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The Potter

Weekly Contest #351

“I don’t really want to go anywhere. Plus, my garden needs attention and that landscaper made a mess of my tulips”, Menzi explained himself to his persistent colleague. “You’ve been in this house for over three weeks Menz. C’mon man. I already miss you back at the office and everyone keeps asking me how you are. Apparently, they can’t reach you on your phone during the day and obviously night calls would be a violation in too many ways. Just one beer to catch up and then I’ll drive you back here?” Max prompted him. The truth was that, sinc...

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