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The Shape of His Absence. Content Warning.
25 - The Ghost of You Elijah is dead. I wanted to melt into the floor. I fixated ahead and away from the photo of him propped up on an easel. My legs crossed at my ankles, hands clasped in my lap. Promise ring still on my index finger where he put it at 19, 6 years ago, though it might as well have been yesterday.
By Danielle Eckhart4 months ago in Fiction
Cards
Makaela sat at the table with a Mother’s Day card from her only child spread flat before her; a child she had given up for adoption twenty-eight years ago.
By Conor Matthews5 months ago in Fiction
The Prisoner
There was a boy named Lishna, who lived in Cromka, an outlying province of the Cregarian Empire. He was born with the angry red silhouette of a hand on his right cheek, the mark of the Witch-Goddess, Severia.
By C. Rommial Butler5 months ago in Fiction
Deviltry
Dad met me at the door, wearing a slightly dorky wizard’s robe. With a sparkly pointed hat, no less. When I got inside, I saw the living room curtains were closed. And Mom and her coven had rolled up the carpets, chalked the circle, and lit the candles.
By Meredith Harmon5 months ago in Fiction
Goodbye, Forever Home
“Oh, it’s you,” Joanne said, recognizing the small face. Her mind was a snake’s nest, preventing her from achieving sleep, which, now analyzing the atmosphere and present mood, was often when he appeared.
By Matthew Agnew5 months ago in Fiction
#1 The Lunch Lady Blues... 💙🩵💙
Lancelot "Lucky" Cornellion slowly walked from his third-period civics class toward the lunchroom. He wondered what was on the Tuesday lunch menu. He hoped that it was lasagna. Lasagna always reminded him of fun-filled slip-n-slide kickball summers in Delaware with his grammie Mae, grandpa Donnie & cousin Nitoe.
By Tiffany Gordon5 months ago in Fiction
Sympathy and Cake
Only she remembered what happened on the wedding day. But she was just a cat. It was their wedding, but they allowed her to be a part of it. Humiliating in its own way, but to have the ceremony so near the home was quite charming and peaceful. And it was a beautiful day…at first.
By Kendall Defoe 5 months ago in Fiction
The Borrowed Face
Elisabetta was woken by shivers that ran up and down her spine. She found herself lying on the dew covered, lush grass. Her head was pulsing with pain. She must have hit it — why else would she hear music shimmering like bells? She was still in the forest.
By Imola Tóth5 months ago in Fiction
Deniably Picturesque
"I could stay here forever," mused Marcus. His companion, a girl in a yellow bikini whose name he had trouble remembering in that exact moment, could only hum in agreement. That is perhaps why it was escaping him, she seemed more the silent type. He could only shrug as he eased down further into his deck chair. It was inconsequential as far as he was concerned; blind dates had a tendency to be like that these days. He would have to let Darcy at work know about the poor recommendation.
By Ian Read5 months ago in Fiction
Fear River. Honorable Mention in Everything Looks Better From Far Away Challenge.
From time to time, Old Annie could remember how she found the piece of that vintage telephone. How a creek running out from the swamp had washed it down, held crawdad hatchlings under an eddy, and then tumbled itself shiny along the bed.
By Mackenzie Davis5 months ago in Fiction
In the Mirror...a Rose
Who is that old wizened woman looming in my mirrored glass? Her eyes...dark like rich soil spread out over the roots of a rose in her garden. Her skin once soft and peach-hued like petals now faded, wrinkled and sprinkled with coffee-colored flecks.
By Trish C.5 months ago in Fiction
Two Secrets & A Sunset
Ingrid spent fourteen straight days holding it under until the grief took her out. She was in the bus shelter on Forest and Elm, the pre-dawn light filtering down through the sky with the infinitesimal flecks of rain that tapped their way over the roof. On the wall beside her, an advertisement for someone's tutoring services, three contact tabs torn roughly off at different points; the same humidity-crinkled missing poster that's been haunting the news all year. Some missing heiress: Beautiful, of course, done up in pearl earrings and necklace. White, of course, or they would've stopped offering rewards long ago.
By Raistlin Allen5 months ago in Fiction