Aylya Mayze
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I'm a published author under a nom de plume, here to try out different styles and enter contests
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American Taiyaki
My childhood summers always started with an “end of school” celebration at a friend's home. No matter which friend hosted it, the tradition was that we always began summer with grilled burgers and hotdogs. Our mouths watered as the juices from the glistening meat dripped into the fire, making sizzling sounds, while scents of warm heartiness and smoke filled the air. My friends’ parents were usually health conscious enough to provide green salads, which my friends and I all ignored, preferring to munch on salty, greasy chips and sweet medleys of fruit to stave off the growing hunger as we awaited the main course on the grill.
By Aylya Mayze4 years ago in Feast
Avi Knows Best
Moshe Avraham Mayze, known as Avi Mayze, had liked the idea of becoming a father when it was still only an abstract concept. He imagined a handsome, well-behaved son, growing up peacefully, with constant respect for his father’s wisdom. Avi enjoyed watching old movies and the series from his childhood in the 1950’s, with names like “Father Knows Best,” that lauded happy families led by kindly, intelligent men, who were flawed only enough to keep the viewer’s interest. These fathers left most of the parenting, it seemed, to their wives, while they enjoyed adult conversations and relaxed cups of coffee at their offices. Their children, growing up in an idyllic world in which human trafficking and school shootings could not even be imagined, got into mild trouble with every episode, but their heroic fathers would swoop in at the end of the day, returning home from work just in time to resolve all the tensions with a few, well-spoken words. That was the father Avi wanted to be. In pursuit of this dream, Avi married a beautiful woman, Naomi.
By Aylya Mayze4 years ago in Fiction
Freakish Fatherhood of Milen
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. The mist rose from it in dancing billows and puffs, easily seen across the flat expanse half a mile away. This suggested the dragons were currently there. With luck they would all be hibernating, packed together for warmth.
By Aylya Mayze4 years ago in Fiction
