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Weekly Contest #333
The morning air was thick with the scent of flame‑broiled burgers, drifting like smoke signals across the empty street. Beneath the awning of a shuttered storefront, a man stirred, hunger pulling him awake before his eyes even opened. His stomach growled, a sound he knew too well, but today it carried something more than pain. It carried promise. He rose slowly, joints stiff from the cold concrete, and followed the trail of grease and char as if it were incense leading him to a shrine. Beyond the corner, the golden arches crowned the sky, gl...
Weekly Contest #270
“Again?” Mia angrily asks, looking at her phone reading 21:12. Clenching her teeth and her clutch, sitting at the bar. “Your martini, madame.” The bartender announces, taking away her previous glass. “It’s Mademoiselle.” Mia corrects, proving a point. The bartender smiles, clocking me tipping a tenner into the jar. “Look, I don’t -” “Have an excuse for my tardiness.” Mia mimes, nailing my mannerisms, and exploring the bottom of her glass. I hide her gift underneath my pea-coat and head toward the maitre d. “Excuse me, reservation for two…Smi...
Weekly Contest #267
“Put on a windbreaker, just in case,” Listening to the forecast, exiting the bedroom. I head downstairs, turn on the lights, draw the curtains from the bay windows, and see a grayish hue in the sky where the sun should be. “It’s not even dawn.” I yawn, hearing my stomach growl. I head to the kitchen, grab some pieces of bread, and put them in the toaster. I plug in the espresso machine, pop the lid, and toss out the previous filter. I open the cupboard, replace it, and refill it. While brewing, I head to the pantry and see my secret stash of...
Weekly Contest #266
“Who's late to their own class?” Another student stands up, “Yeah, I’m about to leave.” Frustrated, he exited the classroom, followed by half the students. The door slams, a chuckle ringed from the back of the room. “Now we’re ready to begin.” The man says, standing up. The room was silent, nobody remembered seeing this man sitting in the back. He wore a black hoodie, a bucket hat, and gray sunglasses. By the time it registered, he had already locked the exit. He was huge, definitely more of a door than a window.“Okay, n...
Weekly Contest #264
“Yeah I have one, I’ve just never been. No, I’m serious! For real, honest to God! That sounds crazy, I can only imagine what that’s like. How often do y’all travel? That much? Oh, my God. And you said you're going where next?” “We're going to Rome!” Julie responds, laughing at all my responses. “I don’t know… I’ve heard a thing or two about being flown out for vacations lol.” I responded. “That’s not funny.” She responds with an upside down emoji. I start typing, then deleting, then typing again. Before I can send off a message, I notice an ...
Weekly Contest #263
**Viewer Discretion Advised: Language and Adult Situations** “Whew! OK, team, we’ve waited all year for this moment and it’s finally here! All the noes for funding, those countless man hours, remember Mexico City?” The team chuckles reminiscing. “Seriously, we did what we had to do, to get the things we had to get done, and we did it well.” The team cheers, inspired. “We have something that can change the world. My dream came true today and wouldn’t have if it wasn’t for the family standing here.” I go to raise a glass, “To life,...
Weekly Contest #261
There’s a bush. It holds my attention every time I open my blinds, always swaying in the direction of the wind. At dawn, when the Sun beams just right, you can see the little ecosystem that calls it home. The birds greet each other with elder songs, butterflies catch wind of their tune, and my four-footed friends find their tempo. Music to my ears and I have a front-row seat. Today was different, I woke up to silence. “That’s weird,” I say, checking my alarm. Maybe I’m up earlier than I thought, I look out the window and can see the reflecti...
Weekly Contest #260
***Disclaimer: Contains cussing... but some funny cussing.*** I can’t sleep, where’s my phone? Hmm, that’s weird, I could have sworn it was next to me. I continue to search for it, making more noise. There’s a flash. “It is four in the morning, go to sleep!” “Sorry babe.” “Babe?” She looks at me stunned. Sighing, turning off the flash. “Look, don’t be nervous, you’ll do great!” “Yeah,” I say confidently. The past few weeks I’ve been meeting with an acting class. They announced they were holding auditions for an upcoming pl...
Weekly Contest #259
I like my own company, you know, being indoors. It’s quiet, calm, and quaint. Did I mention that it was quiet? Everything I need, I have at home. For some reason, my family keeps dragging me outside to “mingle”. Like I don’t know what’s best for myself. “Hey.” “What’s up?” “You coming to our event tonight?” “Uh, no. I wasn’t planning on it.” “Apologies…” “It’s okay. I just need more time.” “What I meant to say was, you are coming to our event tonight. I already put your name down.” “But I don’t want…” “Do I make myself clear?” “Yes.” “Yes, w...
Weekly Contest #258
My father never had a problem with patience, he made it look easy. The anticipation of finding something worth having seemed to keep him calm. He was so cool. I followed in his footsteps. My vision was never the best, but I had an eye for details. Mom said that’s how you find God, so I practiced daily. Indeed, it is a virtue. For years I adjusted my lens, and toggled my viewfinder, all in search of something. He was the photographer for all of our family reunions. He had this phrase that he would say over and over again before shooting...
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