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New Man of Moral

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by Alan Osmundson

“Ah, there he goes! Hello! Can you hear me all right?”

I struggled to open my eyes, but despite the effort the light only blinded me, and the lids shut again.

“Heavy sleeper, huh? Understandable… that’s understandable.”

I heard footsteps moving away and slowly began to regain my senses. I became conscious that I was lying on my side on what felt like sand, though it seemed excruciatingly rough on my skin. I began to hear a dull consistent roar that was at once calming and deafening. I tried to open my eyes once more, this time only to find that I was hampered by a pervasive pain that seemed to course from my bones to my skin and back again. Continue reading →

Leaves

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I have to say, this was somewhat expected. Throughout all of my adolescence, adults have always told me, “Wear a helmet! You think you don’t need it, but some day it might save your life!” As the usual stubborn ass that I was, I refused to listen. Yet here I am, eyes glued to the sky, helmetless head on the concrete, laying limp in a pool of my own warm, trickling blood. My crumpled bicycle is out of my line of sight, although I think it’s gone. So is the car, so is the crying family that saw the accident, the paramedics who deemed me already lost. All gone. Though these events seemed to last mere minutes, everyone has left me here. Continue reading →

The Barrel of Fate

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by Declan Quinn. Inspired by the Hunger Games. Response to a writing prompt: “write from the point of view of someone about to be killed”

It was rather unfortunate, really. I thought it was a joke at first. I was surprised to see it at all; this really didn’t seem like the time for jokes, especially one as cruel as this. It was only when I had gone through the bag three times that I realized my fate was set. And from that moment forward, my entire existence rested in the only thing I was given: a butter knife. Continue reading →

Weekly Prompt: Dying Thoughts

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In this week’s prompt, we asked our writers to write from the perspective of someone who is about to die. Said Leonardo da Vinci, “While I thought that I was learning how to live, I have been learning how to die.” In this prompt, one must explore the mind of someone about to end their life’s journey. How did they die? Where do they go? What are their last thoughts?

New Man of Moral by Alan Osmundson

Leaves by Will Knox

Untitled by Declan Quinn (a piece inspired by The Hunger Games)

Scenic Route 1 by David Xie

El Fin by Jack Joseph

Six-word stories

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A collection of six-word stories, inspired by Hemingway’s original, “For sale: baby shoes, never worn.”

Maya Asregadoo: Empty chair at the dinner table.

Angela Guo: Her suicide note: “They did it.”

Will Knox: Goodbye Mission Control. Thanks for trying.

James Paules: I was born. Then I lived.

Here’s my heart. Some assembly required.

David Xie: “Love.” Just to hear the sound.

Declan Quinn: One shadow, two shadows, one shadow.

Jack Joseph: Gray people, always moving, never resting.

Paige Bautista: Her blood stained his empty hands.