Asan

Joined June 2021

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Anywhere But Here
It is the place you have to return after school for more than a decade. It is the place you hope to find refuge and safety, peace of mind and acceptance.
By Asan4 years ago in Poets
Frosted Marigolds Like Buried Memories
Some great philosopher she could not name once said, “If you don’t stand for something, you will fall for anything.” The young woman lay in her bed without a single light on in the place except the blue light of her phone screen. She wanted to hear the characteristic howls and wails of the wind that signified a snowfall. When snow was on the ground from October to the first week of April, the newscasters hesitated to designate snow falls as winter storms or blizzards. If there was any hope of getting outside to engage in normal life the next day then the snow fall was insignificant.
By Asan4 years ago in Fiction
The Happiness in Pages
It was the second week of October and the first snow had already fallen. It melted away quickly but winter was well on its way. The kids would be out with boots, gloves, and coats over their costumes on Halloween if they went out at all. The young woman’s plans were the same as they had been for most of her life, candy and other themed treats purchased from the store and a binge of tv specials in the safety of her apartment. There were too many crazies running around nowadays to risk going out.
By Asan4 years ago in Fiction
A Piece of Cake, A Slice of Triumph
The dog days of summer were fading and with it came her 22nd birthday. Fat noisy drops of rain punished the single window of her basement apartment. A single rotating fan was too clogged with thick gray dust to be of much use in the damp stifling unit but she ran it anyway hoping to trick her mind into thinking she was being cooled. Early in the morning she had risen to complete two errands on the town’s bus system which was free of charge to all students at the local university including her. She returned before 9 a.m. with two grocery bags and another three month dose of birth control injected into her buttocks. On her birthday she had made sure she would not continue the cycle of dysfunction as she waded through the ocean of her own imperfect coping and healing. From the bags she pulled a package of boneless and skinless chicken breasts, boxes of prepared rice mixes, cans of soup, packs of ramen noodles, and a rare treat.
By Asan4 years ago in Fiction
The Removed
Blurb: The virus was only the beginning. A familiar whirring sound filled the room and dragged Nova from her deep sleep. She was still clutching the heart shaped locket gifted to her by her grandmother G-Ma, who in turn had gotten it from her own mother G-G-Ma. It contained the same message but she never tired of hearing a strangely monotone voice recount her family’s history from up to three generations prior to the Disease Which Has No Cure engulfed the taking with it nearly all of the aged population. Her G-G-Ma, who’s rounded chestnut face she enjoyed seeing the most, had been in her third decade of life and thus largely spared from the scourge. She had not been able to escape the years of darkness that followed as she along with all of humanity had learned that not everything was a conspiracy or myth. There are some fates worse than death when the very DNA that makes you human is altered.
By Asan5 years ago in Fiction
Escape From Paradise
The pain behind her left eye was getting worse, but she convinced herself that it was not pain she was feeling. When you have been granted immortality and perfect health as told by the books of faith of old times, there is no such thing as pain. Pain is a sign of ill health or injury. That’s something she should have forgotten about a long time ago. She kept her eyes closed as a familiar whirring noise confirmed that morning had indeed come.
By Asan5 years ago in Fiction
Threads of Sanity
"Alright, Selah, why don't you come give this one a try?" Mrs. Hanson invited me up to the Smartboard, where she'd written the first Geometry problem of Lunch&Learn.
By Asan5 years ago in Fiction