The Inescapably Fated_Jesus and Jockeys_A Walking Confession_Is That The Time?
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The Inescapably Fated
The cold and I are not best friends. Nor are we enemies. We are friends that catch up once every year but have no need or want to be in constant contact. When they arrive, I embrace them with open arms, looking forward to our much needed reacquaintance but when it is time for them to leave, we part happily and readily. We are currently towards the end our www.onedoor.ccof encounter which is why I was rather begrudgingly putting on my shoes to go outside. Everything was crisp; the light, the snow, the air and sun. A white glow emanated from every angle of any object concealed by what had fallen over the last...
Jesus and Jockeys
CW: stillbirth, brief violence I had to decide what to do with Jesus. Take him home in the backseat of my Versa, or carry him outside and place him beside the triple duty Glad bags at the end of the drive.I knew I was in trouble when I discovered the drawer with all the Jockey underwear. There must have been at least a dozen unopened packages. Three to a pack. All white and French cut. I could hear her extolling the virtues of cotton from the grave. Say what you will about my mother, she understood the value of fabric that breathes. As it turned out, the entire dresser was filled with unopened...
A Walking Confession
I was walking down the street, heading toward the coffee shop. It was dark and the streetlights looked silver. It had not started snowing yet, but it was really cold. At least, I think it was. I had put on quite a bit of makeup. Mostly blush to make my cheeks pink, to make me look more lively. I met Adam inside the shop. He was so nice and was everything I was hoping for. He ordered his coffee black, which I thought was so mature. I ordered earl grey tea and reminded myself to hold the mug by the handle. The base of the mug would have been too hot. He told me about his job and his family. He ...
Is That The Time?
Note to reviewers: This story was written with specific formatting that unfortunately can't be translated into this text field. Given that this week's story prompt called for a focus on form and structure, it would have been good to be able to upload a file to actually show that form and structure. I would like at least an opportunity to upload a pdf to show how this story is meant to be formatted. Thank you.07Tick TockI look at the clock…and realise I’m going to be late. Mummy says I have to be home before dark. I’m not scared of the dark or anything. I’m very brave you know, much braver than...