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Submitted to Contest #100
Candied Yams Amid ControversyBy: Shavon C. Evelyn We stared at each other for an interminable moment as the candied yams congealed between us. Widened eyes met lids lowered in shame. Aunt Glenda glared from face to face around the table trying to determine who knew it first. Who held the secret and for how long? How many members of the family that she held so dear had come to her home for Sunday dinners knowing her life was built on a lie. Eight sets of eyes stared back in sile...
Submitted to Contest #12
Agatha looked fondly at the remains of her garden. Reminiscing, seeing it in full bloom. The dried browns and grays of reality could wait another day. The scorching sun threatened her safety as it made its way through the clouds to midday. She only had a few minutes before she’d have to retreat to the safety of her tinted glass covered porch. Goodbar sprang to life barking at some unseen disturbance. He scratched at the door frame trying to break free. Maybe one of those beavers that kept digging up her yard. &n...
Submitted to Contest #10
4:02, thirteen minutes before she gets off work. Countdown to my crazy check. Deena’s the only one who can tell me if I’m within bounds or totally off my freaking rocker. I do the same for her when needed, but lately the scales have been tipping heavily to my side. 4:04, why is the clock moving so doggone slow? Can’t sit in front of his house forever. But I need to know if he’s in there…with her. Two cars in the driveway. Lights are off. At least as far as I can see from here....
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