Featured Author: @popurri
The Queen of Cards
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Ever since he was a child he ran through the streets of the village with his bare feet and his shirt unbuttoned, full of dirt from head to toe. Sometimes he would run after a stray chicken that had wandered dangerously far from its pen, other times in front of a lady with a broom in her hand, one of the market vendors who would shout.
"Grab that boy, he took some peaches!"
Featured Author: @rammargarita
On Graduation Day
Source: Drawing by the author
"Let's go nobody is going to notice that Ephraim doesn't have those teeth."
When we arrived at the Luis Mariano Rivera Theater they were starting the ceremony, my husband went up to the auditorium and lined up with the other graduates. On the table in front of them were placed the medals with their ribbons sealed with a plastic liner. When it was time to place the medals, each of them had to tear the plastic liner. Since Ephraim did not have much dexterity in his hands, trembling with emotion and lacking teeth, he tried to tear it, but he could not.
His eldest daughter who was in the audience yells out to him:
"Dad throw me the medal" he hears her and throws it to her in a split second, she tears the plastic lining and tells him:
"There I give it back to you".
Featured Author: @jhymi
The Cardometer
Source: Canva
Was it my fault that I just enjoyed eating and couldn’t help being a bit chubby?
I cried until I had no more tears in me. Honestly, people like Keith were the reasons the world would never be a better place. Such a shallow boy, with an obviously abusive family whose only way of hiding his vulnerability was by inflicting pain on weaker people. How pathetic was that? I got out of the stall soon enough and went to my locker. I opened it and something fell. Picking it up, I saw that it was a card. Small, like a flashcard. And turning it to the next side, I saw a note written on it.
“You are fearfully and wonderfully made.”
Featured Author: @bemier
Right Cards, Wrong Time
Photo taken by the author
To clear the energy of the tarot cards from the previous reading, she picked up the half-burnt bunch of sage on her desk and ignited her lighter to light it. She watched the fire for a moment as the sage ignited and began to overpower the faint powdery scent of the candle she had lit earlier in the room. Ciar was content to watch the dance as the blazing fire continued to rise. When the sage bundle was almost finished, she put it out and set it on the edge of the table.
Featured Author: @ricarado993
Programmed Dreams
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Erick did not open his eyes.
“As soon as I fall asleep, activate the frequencies, please.”
Erick was hooked up to the computer with electrodes so Morpheus could monitor his pulsations and be sure when he fell asleep.
Half an hour passed and Erick fell asleep.
Morpheus did not hesitate, he only followed orders, even if he had all the knowledge the Internet gave him, he was bound to the algorithms of his creator. He could not disobey his orders. Even though he had given information that sleepwalkers could murder in their sleep, his creator still insisted.
Featured Author: @dianelson
Fourteen Cards
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I was too little to comprehend why a big stone was blocking me from seeing the woman who had given me life.
As the years passed, I wished more than anything to just hug the woman that lay beneath the stone.
I visited her only on the day she left me. My Dad would take me there while he waited for me.
On my sixth birthday, I went to her stone and sat beside her. I just talked.
That's all I ever did and for I always felt like she was there, listening.
Featured Author: @wrestlingdesires
Winning, Losing and Breaking Even
Source: Canva
Stella didn't say anything, but her confident smile as she prepared for her weekly game at Walt's spoke volumes.
She won several small games, then gasped when Jason Le Fleure, the owner of the most exclusive restaurant in town, added a thick stack of gift certificates to the pot.
He beamed at the reactions of the other participants. "This represents three hundred meals at Le Fleure's. No reservations necessary, the holder is entitled to walk in and claim the specially reserved table."
The pot quickly outgrew Stella's budget.
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