Stories tagged “playground”
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Flies in the Milk
Recess time— hot, bright— little fingers grasping at colored plastic cups. The cold feel on our palms, growing lukewarm by the minute, the now sickly sweet scent that brings on the insects. Our cries to the teacher, “There’s a f...
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In A Hurry To Stay Young
In his dreams he pushes back. He is eleven years old. His world has changed so much, his understanding of his place within it crumbling away. A few weeks ago he would have been playing games on the playground. Now, because of some understanding between...
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Eight Years Ago
“Oh, look!” It’s an elementary school playground, busy even after school. Green plastic. Nothing special. I walk by it every day after ballet class, hear the shrieks of kids playing, never really pay any mind to it. Or at least, I try my hardest ...
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Sibling Rivalry
I used to hate having my brother follow me around on the playground. He was only a year younger than I was, but even then, the two of us were so different. If I was on the slide, he wanted to be on the slide. If I was climbing the bars, he would climb ...
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Waiting, Waiting, Summer!
Two slabs of rubber hang suspended by chains, empty and hot under the early summer sun. A rut is worn beneath the swings and clay filled mud colors the puddles a golden hue. Time here holds still like it is waiting for something; the weeds peaking from...
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Alliterated Allegiances
All assurances against another action assuaged apprehension. Bothered by bullying, both bonded between back-stabbings. Curiously cautious concerning coming communicated change, Charles contemplated choices. Does Don’s deeper depravity denouncement di...
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The Arena
The combatants circled each other on the field of battle, the grass beneath their feet green from the spring rains. The crowd was deafening, cheering on their chosen hero or heckling the opposition. Swings were abandoned, monkey bars forlorn in the ant...