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  • Thread

    I thought I laid all of this to rest the sound of absolution rung inside of my head. I breathed in a defeated breath and walked away from a life that had been long since dead Yet here you are in my dreams haunting my memories I try and push them back into their place…

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  • Notes & Napkins

    Notes & Napkins

    She was beautiful just sitting there in the coffee shop her long hair surrounding her like a shield. Silver laptop open and purple headphones that covered her ears she never looked directly towards me but I felt comfort when she was near. I, sitting on the other end of the shop, am working on a…

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  • Hide and Seek

    Will you find me in the dark? The way I have found you so many times Or will you give up your futile chase Leave me to drown in the darkness it surrounds me as I sit here waiting Pulls at my fingertips begging me to come find all its secrets and as I get…

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  • Sleep Deprived

    Sleep Deprived

    Set your story before dawn or after midnight. Your character is awake for a specific reason. Posted in Short Story on Aug 8, 2025 https://blog.reedsy.com/creative-writing-prompts/author/geneva-rioz/ I can hear the birds chirping quietly outside even though the sun has not deigned to rise. Here I lay waiting. Waiting for what? I’m not quite sure. My mind seems to…

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  • Lake

    Lake

    Her dark skin glowed back at the moonlight hitting the lake. She laid there out on the water floating, looking up at the moon. Thinking over the past and everything this life would eventually take. The stars twinkled on the surface and she appeared to be in the sky more so than on earth. Her…

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  • Can you see me now?

    Can you see me now?

    Write a story with the line “I don’t understand.” Posted in Short Story on May 9, 2025 https://blog.reedsy.com/creative-writing-prompts./ I could feel the tension in the room as soon as I walked in. The shivers went up my spine and there was an ache in my stomach. The class was full, the sound of pencils scratching paper and…

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  • Imagine a world…

    Sometimes I disappear although it’s as if I’m still here my eyes are lost looking at the images inside my head Sitting in the creations I made the maladaptive dreaming taking over my inner and outer self slowly lowering my resolve and gaining my consent I am sitting quietly listening to the birds but my…

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