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Marisa Biddings, Prodigal Writer

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When You Were Born

When you were born… (I don’t know the weather) It might have been dry, it might have been wetter It might have been cloudy, it might have...

Don't Ax Again

I’m a warm weather, sunning on the beach kind of girl. It took Vic a full month to convince me to go to that cabin for our honeymoon. On...

Of Relics and Dreams

My feet were aching, begging for me to find the closest place to rest, if only for a moment. I took a seat on a bench next to an elderly...

The Collector

-19 Hours Ago- It started with a simple Craigslist ad. I couldn’t believe my luck when I saw “Frogs ‘N Toads Deluxe Dice Game - 1970’s -...

An Invitation

Finally, I’d arrived! From the outside, the Windmill looked just like any other. What made it special? Rumor was that you’d find the...

Never Brought to Mind

…What? Where am I? My head is pounding. I can’t think straight. Okay, let’s think logically. Time: I reach for my watch, but my wrist is...

The Darkest Evening of the Year

Whose woods these are I think I know, The wife is Beth, the husband Bo; They will not see me stopping here To plot and plan amongst the...

Big 'n Wooly

Red is Alice’s favorite color. Well, she didn’t exactly tell me that, but I know it. You see, her bike is red, as is her checkered seat...

His Black Rose

They warned me not to marry him. At first, it was by the omission of words. My praise was met with silence and awkward glances away as...

Even the Bones

Pa loved the pigs more than me. I was often very hungry. Some nights, the house would fill with the smell of meat cooking. I would...

The Day That I Quit

It wasn’t the dogs that made me quit Despite the fact I kept stepping in ...it It’s a nice place to walk. I get it. I do! The grass is...

The Rescued

He’s sleepin' now. I gave him a double dose of seasickness medicine. Not enough to do harm, but I needed him to stop thrashin' about. I...

To Anyone Who Finds This

To anyone who finds this-- Congratulations to me! I'm no longer the only human on Earth. I don't know who you are or where you've been...

To Laugh Again

I miss you. You’ve only been dead for three days and here I am at your desk, raiding your drawers for any sign of you. I dare not sit in...

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The tiny wooden door in the neighborhood garden had always plagued Jax. Why make a door so tiny? Why bother locking it? It was too small...

Just Rest

Rest has been calling your name again: Writer, Author, pick up your pen, Create a new chapter, it’s what you do best. Put a spin on your...

The Eyesore & the Rat

“This won’t end well, Ma. I’m serious! You can’t just cover that thing up!” “That thing, huh? See, even you don’t know what to call it!”...

The Cabin in Vermont

I awoke with a start as I heard a door close. What was supposed to have been a light nap on the couch turned into a very deep sleep. I...

Make Things Happen Day

Tomorrow: Ask for a promotion. I typed a reminder on my calendar. “MAKE THINGS HAPPEN”. The next morning I arrived at work ready to...

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