Tinker (an acrostic poem)

Technology always fascinated Eric

It was his jam his friends would say

Not that he would disagree

Kind of fun putting things together

Even making them do something different

Really it was a game to see what he could hack next

 

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Pride (an acrostic poem)

Prowling along the street with his boys

Richard felt like they were lions on the hunt

It made him swell with thoughts of importance

Defiant of the rules of the urban jungle

Earning him his own big game hunters

 

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Crush (an acrostic poem)

Cupid struck him right upside his head

Reducing him to a puddle at her feet

Unhinged he lobbed a lopsided grin her direction

She didn’t catch it at all as she focused his wingman

Her mind went to mush as Cupid played his sick game

 

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Insomnia (a 200 word story)

The alarm went off and Deidra wanted to throw her phone through the wall.  She figured she had finally fallen asleep like only fifteen fricken minutes ago.  The rest of time had been worrying about pretty much every single word she had said on her date with Kevin last night.  She replayed the whole conversation over and over, picking at every nuance and possible sarcastic thing that either of them had said.  Deidra was normally confident to the point of being cocky, but something about his eyes and easy going swagger really knocked her off her game.  As the script unfolded she kept kicking herself for not sounding smart enough, or that she sounded too distant, or she sounded too desperate.

“Is it time to get up?”

She jumped at hearing Kevin’s voice.  She looked into those blue eyes and couldn’t help the stupid grin that spring to her face.  “Depends.  Do you want us to call in?” she said.

“Now that’s an offer I’ll take, but first I need to hit the head.”  With that he got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, allowing Deidra to appreciate what God gave him.

Okay, maybe things had gone okay.

 

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Time for Hope? (a 100 word story)

The scientists looked at each other, dumbfounded.  Their plan had actually worked.

The world’s problems in 3024 were almost impossible to get your hands around.  That’s why the invented a game.  Actually it was more of a simulation of what the world was going through now.  They then took that simulation and sent it back in time.

They kept watching the archived ancient website reddit for changes.  They finally found a post that someone had won the game.  They looked for more posts, but nothing else appeared.

There was a solution, so there was hope, but did that really help?

 

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The Game (a 100 word story)

Alyssa looked at the game before her.  It was so much easier to make a wrong move than a right one.  It was almost like the whole thing was stacked against her.  Forget almost like.  The people who had created the rules didn’t really want her to have a chance.  Still she realized she had to play the game or else admit that she was a loser.  Alyssa was a fighter, not a loser, so she wasn’t about to do that.  That being said, she was all about changing the rules.  She holstered her sign a bit higher and marched.

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