A Story In
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Leading The Formation
I was the second-best dancer then. Mariza, with her long black hair waving down the front of a white cotton shirt, tucked into just-right faded jeans, controlled all of nature’s choreography within her. Her feet skimmed the floor, easy on the beat. Her arms and legs flexed to the rhythm, finding a kind of body paradise. But following her movements, memorizing and imitating, I became frustrated and discouraged. Until I realized I wasn’t destined to be a mirror. I would guide the expression of music I felt, becoming the lead dancer on that thin ledge, possessing my true 13-year-old self.From Guest Contributor Yvonne Morris
Yvonne is the author of the poetry chapbook Mother was a Sweater Girl (The Heartland Review Press). She has poetry and fiction forthcoming in Cathexis Northwest Press and Drunk Monkeys.
Exquisite
The naked model sits, head bent, arms and hands relaxing. Her beauty is undeniable with pure white skin and long toned legs.
The room is quiet. Everyone is concentrating on brushstrokes and creating a perfect painting, while my quick brush movements against the canvas are remarkable. The background is colorful and the lines of her body immaculate.
“Well done, Nicholas,” says the instructor and pats my shoulder.
Eyes are on me and coldness fills the room.
Ignoring the glares, I concentrate on the finishing touches.
Before me is an exquisite, brilliant image.
My love. The lady who stole my heart.
From Guest Contributor Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher
Mask
Jonathan burst into the office, waving a bunch of papers and screaming out loud: “It’s all a scam, it’s a hoax. I’ve got proof in my hands. It’s the government trying to control us and all of our movements” as he rips off his oxygen filter.
Just seconds later he starts gasping and drops dead almost immediately.
Proof was indeed given to be very careful with skepticism.
Little did they know he died of acute heart failure.
And that’s why till this date the inhabitants of Planet Ksam are being closely watched and are all wearing very uncomfortable oxygen filters.
From Guest Contributor Hervé Suys
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