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Posts Tagged: 2nd Place
The Man Without Wedding Clothes by Ronan Streby (2023 Spooktacular Writing Contest: 2nd Place)
When my future father-in-law asked how much I loved his daughter, I said more than the world, and he half-smiled. He told me to remember that when I saw “him” at the reception tomorrow. I was cut off before I could ask. He will wear a black suit, as if for a funeral.
Once a Day by Connor Bryant-Ott (2023 Love Stinks Writing Contest: 2nd Place)
Since you left,I got worse at parallel parking,but I can drink coffee blackwithout making a face I learned that it’s possibleto not kill plants,and that I look best inthe mornings wearingolive green I’ve figured out how to askfor what I want,to yell when I’m being talked over,that I can make people feelthings they’ve been ignoringjust
The Portrait by Brynn Bearss (2022 Spooktacular Writing Contest: 2nd Place)
In a dusty and forgotten corner of my grandpa’s house, there was a painting. I’m not sure how long it had been there. Perhaps it had always been a fixture, since time immemorial. Perhaps it was part of the house itself, a draw for any potential home buyers; something to sweeten the pot. Whatever the
Writing by Alexzander Kyle (2022 April Poetry Contest: 2nd Place Poem for Prompt 2 – Writing)
A rush of emotions, A simple feeling. Forced by the ear, Forced by the self. Regardless of your reasons, The page is blank. Fill it as you will, Fill it with love and romance, Fill it with anger and vengeance. Perhaps a bit of laughter, Perhaps a bit of sadness. Regardless of your choices, The
An Ode to Spring by MarKayla Clements (2022 April Poetry Contest: 2nd Place Poem for Prompt 1 – Spring)
To the roses in full bloom on Second Ave- I’ve missed you This winter has not been kind to me It’s cold has lingered in these bones for too long I’m so glad the spring rain has brought you here to me To the window daisies that dance to the buzzing song of the bees Your
Walden Manor by Anonymous (2021 Spooktacular Writing Contest: 2nd Place Poetry)
Light of each step, a haunting on air, A spine now made of ice and glass, Shadows quickly run–and laugh all as one, Into a night now quiet at last, A graven reminder of old Walden Manor, On a hill where a banner once flew, Every October–those looking over, See castle ground stones on the
Anniversary by Ronan Streby (2021 Spooktacular Writing Contest: 2nd Place Short Story)
Today is the day I remind my son. The first time I didn’t believe what I saw. When he walked in the door I thought my pain and grief must have caused me to see things, that I was on the brink of madness. Only when he wiped away my tears and apologized for his