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Sea Glass. Top Story - May 2023.
Bonnie stumbles in the moonlight as she bends over to look for sea glass. I’m certain she can’t make out trash from treasure in this dark, but sure enough, I hear her laugh a few moments later. When she skips back from the pebbles and waves, towards my Muskoka chair, her purse of beach finds bulges. Her sundress catches around her legs and sand trickles from her hips. I light a joint and offer her a drag.
By sleepy drafts3 years ago in Fiction
Broken Hearts
I walk in the sunset. It is a burnt red; almost as burnt as my shattered and burning heart. I step on the dead branches below me, and I smell the fire in the air. The wind blows, it is summer, but I feel the chill like winter. I reach the beach and I sit and try to breathe while taking in the beauty of the sea, but today, the sea is black and angry. Its waves thrashed angrily, thundering loudly.
By Carol Ann Townend3 years ago in Fiction
Under Her Art Studio
Amayelynn woke to a cold, empty bed, noting immediately that the light filtering in through the blinds was too bright and too yellow. It was the kind of too-bright yellow that indicated at least an hour past the time her alarm was set for; an hour late. She jumped out of bed, feeling her heart stutter at her sudden upright position. She scrambled to climb into whatever clothing articles her hands first found in the closet, while running through which items of her morning routine could be postponed or skipped altogether. Brushing teeth and showering could wait until the kids were off to school. They would have to eat breakfast, though. It would be a cereal kind of morning.
By Ella Kaine3 years ago in Fiction
Dog Days
Sometimes I wonder while wandering around: what’s the meaning of life? Sure, as a dog its hard to ask that question. Life sure goes by quickly. So much to do, so little time. So much sights to see and scents to smell. Everytime me and my parents’ go to the park, I smile when I see their happiness while on our walks. If there’s a real answer to the meaning of life it could be this: happiness. For me, I’m just happy I can lie around, and hang with my best friends on a lazy sunday. What a life.
By Birithivy Yogaratnam3 years ago in Fiction
The Return. Runner-Up in Unexpected Uncovering Challenge.
When I find out what’s going on, my heart doesn't sink to my stomach. I feel like I already knew, like I could already see the signs everywhere. Alma isn’t a good liar, and she knows this. I also know this very well. But I let her lie to me. Not consciously, but in my gut I can tell.
By Eddie Lovell3 years ago in Fiction
Understanding
We had been married for years, before our cultural differences began to surface. When we were courting, our love accepted the differences of colour, economics and religion, but over the years, the attempt to ‘blend’ and create our own ‘culture’, had given rise to problems that were not atypical early in marriages.
By Katherine D. Graham3 years ago in Fiction
''HEX''
In the small town of Black Spring, an ancient curse lingers, gripping the community in fear and desperation. The curse takes the form of a spectral witch known as the Black Rock Witch, or simply "Hex." Hex has haunted the town for centuries, bringing death and misery to those who dare to cross her path.
By Ebad Paras Afzal3 years ago in Fiction
