LISA LILLIBRIDGE: Live Generously

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Today I encountered two women on my walk. Wearing a pink, Live Generously t-shirt, an older woman didn’t look up as I said hello for the 6th day. The second woman, younger, walking two labs—one brown, one yellow—turned away when I said good morning.

I will keep trying.

Lisa Lillibridge is an artist/photographer/writer raised in South Dakota. She spends her time in Burlington, Vermont and Sandwich, Massachusetts. Her work is mostly about identity and the tricky business of finding home within oneself. See more at lisalillibridge.com.

NATALIE PARSONS: Breath

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They touched our faces, stroked our clothes, fingered our chain-laden necks, loaded us into the coffins. They set the coordinates.

“Why?” I said. “The world is big enough!”

“Hush; there is no air left for you. You took it away when you started breathing.”

“Besides,” another added, “space is bigger.”

Natalie Parsons is a writer and blogger, and she’s trying hard this year to get really good at it. Find more of her writing at itspastmybedtimebut.wordpress.com.

PATRICK YU: A Lost Moment

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A bright morning
The blue skies and waves
Toes in the sand
I sip coffee
As two children
Search the shore
“Hey dad look”
They call out all the marvels they explore
Dad oblivious with cellphone to ear
Smiles and nods
A moment
Absorbed
With warmth
From a casual stranger

Sometimes life’s moments get lost.

JENNIFER L FREED: Hannah’s Walk

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Scent of mown grass. Faint jingle of Brody’s tags, and the pull of his leash in her palm.

Down the street, Milo and Sasha splashing in the pool, and little Ben crying, “Wait for me!”

Then the honeysuckle sweetness hedging the Jones’ yard. She’d hardly noticed before her vision dimmed.

Jennifer L Freed mostly writes poems, but likes 50-word stories. Her website is jfreed.weebly.com.

TOM HARRIS: New Atlantis

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Alex was a deaf, mute tour guide. Today he was under with a group of twenty or so, signing to explain how, just fifty years ago, people worked in these vertical buildings stretching into the sky. In the tallest of them, the upper windows, not far underwater, were still intact.

Tom Harris is an engineer and teacher inspired by daily life. When words fill up his head, he shakes them out on virtual paper.

PAUL LAMAR: Madame Kosinski

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Despite the disasters, both personal and professional, that characterized Madame Isabel Kosinski’s days, she found renewal in the half hour when she was alone, standing by her Chevy Caprice in Rosemont Park, having two cigarettes and a cup of coffee, every day, rain or shine, surveying the netless tennis courts.

Paul Lamar lives with his husband, Mark, in Albany, NY, where–in better times–he teaches, reviews theater for a local paper, and conducts a chorus. Alas!

BOB THURBER: Wanted: Lazy Readers

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Website featuring miniature stories currently seeking apathetic readers. No skills required. No pay, no benefits, no rewards. Lack of enjoyment contingent on how distracted and unmindful you might be. Readers who take their time and pay considerable attention need not apply. Same with those who may wish to contemplate allegory.

Bob Thurber is the author of six books. Regarded as a master of Flash and Micro Fiction, his work has appeared in Esquire and other magazines, been anthologized 60 times, received a long list of awards, and been utilized in schools and colleges throughout the world. He resides in Massachusetts. Visit his website at BobThurber.net.

ELIZA MIMSKI: Ava Goes back to School

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The school reopened. Ava approached her first grade classroom in her iron suit, double pair of blue hospital gloves, face shield that extended to her waist and multi-layered mask that curved around her small face.

Her mother said Ava was lucky. In many states, students were required to stay home.

Eliza Mimski wrote this story.

C ATTLEYA: Hiding

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This is what she hated most. Breaks.
Tea breaks, lunch breaks, unfamiliar faces, groups of chatting strangers, noise everywhere.
While she tried to hide in plain sight, she wondered how they did it. The others.
Was it too soon to go to the loo, again?
She wished she was invisible.

C. Attleya lives in the beautiful garden of England. Her love for reading and writing is eclipsed only by her aversion of gatherings of noisy strangers.