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Weekly Contest #341
NOTE TO READERS!!!! This is oddly appearing in the wrong prompt!!!! This was supposed to appear under the 'you meet someone you once loved' prompt!! You know that moment, is it déjà vu, the one where you see someone and you know you know them? Can’t place them. But its definite. Something strikes you. It was her eyes. They feel like they are looking into my soul. The shape of her, the way I used to recognise her shadow.I’m captivated and at the same time shitting myself, she knows me and I haven’t got a clue. Great interview this will be....
Weekly Contest #336
2029 – The ICE is Right I flick away from Monday Night Football sometime in the third quarter. Another drive stalls. Another sideline shot of a coach explaining accountability while his quarterback sails a throw ten yards wide. The language of effort. The absence of results. I’ve seen this game already. It’s all ads anyway. It always was. I know that. Still, I flinch when LibertyGuard cuts in — Neighbourhood Integrity Systems — all clean lines and flag colours, all reassurance. “Keeping Real Americans Safe.” A map pulses gently on the screen...
Weekly Contest #334
It was so terribly cold. Snow was falling, and it was almost dark.The wind found them the way fingers find a weak seam. It slipped beneath scarves, pressed through stitching, crept along spines. It made a sound like breath drawn through teeth.Ihtsham walked with his head down, one arm around Farid, the other braced against the slope. His feet were no longer his. They were heavy objects attached to him by habit alone. When he lifted them, it was memory doing the work, not feeling.“Keep moving,” he said.His voice cracked. He did not know wheth...
Weekly Contest #333
CW: Mature themes and strong language. I could not really believe my luck. Here I was, on the run, and I found this nerdy guy with a bank account. Nice too. He did not even mention my accent. Most do. They say things like, “I love a Northern accent,” as if it is a party trick. Southern pricks cannot tell the difference between Leeds and Liverpool. Really. They talk like the BBC invented English and they own it.Rob seemed kind. He had given me two hundred and fifty pounds like it was pocket fluff. Either he wanted my bones far too much or he ...
RED SOULED SHOESThe smell announced @LittleRed before I saw her.Some humans disturb the forest before they even arrive. Not with sound but with intention. Wanting moves ahead of them like weather and the forest feels the shift. Most humans want shelter or forgiveness or a story they can retell later with better lighting. This one wanted witnesses.Her wanting arrived ahead of her like heat.I caught it first on the breeze. Synthetic berries. Hot plastic. The faint metallic tang of a phone battery working too hard. Humans never notice when thei...
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