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INTRO/EXTRO
Word count: 1,230 wordsINTRO/EXTROAddie, an introvert, had agreed to this date with Justin on a whim. They both lived in New York City - Addie had only been there a year, since graduating from college. She had thought New York would be an exciting place to live for someone as shy as herself, but was beginning to find that the aggression she experienced in such a big city was overwhelming. She was a temp receptionist and had met this guy, a young entrepreneur, at a law office she’d been temping at. She remembered what she’d been wearing that day: a red rayon shirtwaist dress she’d bought onlin...
Lost and found
LOST AND FOUND Jim Cowles - October 2021 2,500 wordsListen! What was that! It sounded like someone trying to get in my window, but I don't see a soul outside. It sure makes me wonder if someone came in that way to steal it, then got scared I'd catch them. I tell you what, now that I've found it, I've got to know who did it. I mean,.maybe it was there all the time, I guess, huh (?), but if it was, how could I miss it? I must have walked passed it a thousand times, so if it was there, I just missed it? Ha! Hard to believe!. No way! Someone must have known I have been looking for it for months; ...
Master of Mataró
I begin to paint with a brush dampened by tears, as if my pallet contains shades of sorrow. I force myself to step into my patron’s shoes, wrap myself in her chiffon and silk, feel her sadness in the valleys of my soul.Witwww.onedoor.cch a delicate smile resting upon her lips, my patron poses in the Baroque gold and white wedding-cake of a room. I can see melancholy veiling her gaze, that smile not quite touching her eyes.Yet, viewing life from her perspective, I cannot seem to grasp it. I have no poverty of compassion…perhaps simply because of my youth.“May I speak?” My patron first raises her hand mirror...
Water and Air
The sun-warmed water lapped at her feet, tucking bits of sand and seaweed between her toes. She leaned back on her palms, closed her eyes, and tilted her face to the sun. A quiet breeze brushed her cheeks as she sifted sand through her fingers. The water lapped a bit higher, past her ankles, and flowed lazily back. She shifted and stretched the length of her body on the beach. The water rose, past her ankles and then to her waist, and it was noticeably cooler too... the breeze grew to a chilling wind, insistent. She started to straighten up, scouring the sky for a storm cloud, but there was no...