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Day 1 I’m waiting… I’m not quite sure what for but I’m here. Day 2 I’m still here waiting for you. Do you see me yet? Can you feel the way my heart aches for you to respond? Day 3 I haven’t given up yet. I’m still lost in the fog of you. Day 59…
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I haven’t been as active as I would like to be here. And I felt as if I was getting locked into a rut where I wasn’t using my voice and I haven’t been feeling heard. Mainly that I was getting complacent in that. I create. It is who I am. And yet the creations…
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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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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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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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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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