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🅼🅸🅳🅽🅸🅶🅷🆃 🆂🅽🅰🅲🅺🆂. Runner-Up in Nothing But Voices Challenge. Top Story - January 2026.
"It's 10 in Tuscon! We all know what that means... It's Time for Midnight Snacks with your man, Gerald Gee! Ready to spend the night together? Me too! I'm full of snacks and can't wait to regurgitate them all back into your hungry ears. Crack a brew! Pop some corn! Anything to get ready for one hell of a show where the talk maybe cheap but the words cut deep...
By Lamar Wiggins30 days ago in Fiction
Banjo and Woody
"Banjo, when will we get out of here?" "I don't know, Woody, it all depends on Mommy." "What do you mean Banjo?" " She is doing her housework right now."
By Gregory Payton30 days ago in Fiction
Happy Birthday, Mom
“Happy Birthday, Mom.” “Thank you so much, Jimmy. You’re such a good son.” “You’re welcome. I brought you a gift, I’m sorry I didn’t wrap it.”
By Rick Henry Christopher 30 days ago in Fiction
I was ready to let it all go — then a dog sat down next to me.
I didn’t wake up that day intending to live. That’s the part people don’t understand about moments like this. They think there’s a dramatic buildup, a clear decision, some kind of announcement to the world.
By Paw Planet about a month ago in Fiction
I didn’t know that this was the last time I would see my dog.
Mornings were perfectly normal. That’s what hurts the most. No warning. No strange feeling in my chest. No sense that this moment would become one I would replay for the rest of my life.
By Paw Planet about a month ago in Fiction
Everyone Thought I Was Strong — Here’s What They Didn’t See
Everyone Thought I Was Strong. They said it was a fact, not an opinion. As if strength was something visible, measurable — something you could verify by looking at me. I kept a job. I showed up on time. I laughed at jokes. I listened when people talked. I didn’t stand out in public.
By Echoes of Lifeabout a month ago in Fiction
My Husband Died Twice—Once in the Hospital, Once in Our Bedroom
The first time my husband died, there were machines all around him. They spoke softly, rhythmically, as if they were trying to convince everyone in the room that life was still going on. The doctor spoke in careful sentences, the nurses avoided my eyes, and I stood there holding his hand, waiting for something to change.
By Echoes of Lifeabout a month ago in Fiction
A Name Is Never Just a Name
Before she even existed, our daughter was already being argued over. Not about religion. Not about schools. Not about politics or screen time or whether she’d grow up liking dogs or cats.
By Iqbal about a month ago in Fiction
The Driving Lesson
“Before your driving lesson, now take it slow on the speed and gentle on the brake, Claire.” “Mom, I have been driving before this, I have practised without incident, even on the road.”
By Sarah Danaherabout a month ago in Fiction
Mama. Runner-Up in Nothing But Voices Challenge.
“Hello, anyone home?” “Coming! Keep your pants on. Well, what do we have here?” “Mama?” “'Scuse me?” “It’s me, Annie.” “Don’t know no Annie. Must have the wrong place.”
By Cathy Schieffelinabout a month ago in Fiction
The Conversation
"Hi Dad, it’s Jesse. How are you doing this evening? Are you ready for supper? They’re rolling the trolley with trays down the hall. It's Thursday, so I think that means meatloaf."
By Ben Waggonerabout a month ago in Fiction
The Box Between Us
“Why is it still here.” “I told you not to touch it.” “It’s in the closet.” “It was in the back.” “It’s still here.”
By Miss. Anonymous🌻about a month ago in Fiction