Break From Reality. Daily.
This story is by Joya Williams and was part of our 2022 Spring Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. My senses were overloaded. I could hear voices but I barely knew what they were saying. I could smell the sweet scent of flowers everywhere and an array of soft coloured…
This story is by Joya Williams and was part of our 2020 Fall Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. “Hello there.” She held her face up to the sun and smiled. It was a part of her morning routine. Her skin bathed in the warmth of its glow. She was…
This story is by Joya Williams and was part of our 2020 Summer Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. “I just want you to know that you’re not alone,” she said before I hung up. Seriously? Of course I was alone. In a room with a bed and a window…
This story is by Joya Williams and was part of our 2020 Summer Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. “I just want you to know that you’re not alone,” she said before I hung up. Seriously? Of course, I was alone. In a room with a bed and a window…
This story is by Joya Williams and was part of our 2019 Summer Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. “You’re a bad person,” the woman in black said to me. “Excuse me?” I was surprised, of course. “You’re a bad person,” she repeated unapologetic. Why did she think she could…
This story is by Joya Williams and was part of our 2018 Fall Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. I am destroyed. I have become someone that I do not know. Weak and needy. Dark and brooding. Bitter and tragic. All because Stephen had left me. “I love her more…
This story is by Joya Williams and was part of our 2018 Spring Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. “You want me to sleep with your husband?” Simona Dawson asked her boss Davinia Lawrence. “That’s right,” the woman replied. Simona was stunned, “I don’t understand.” “What’s to understand? Have sex….
This story is by Joya Williams and was part of our 2017 Spring Writing Contest. You can find all the Spring Writing Contest stories here. Lynette sat on the warm sand and let the small grains run through her fingers. She dug her toes in deep and with her legs slightly open like a child,…
