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A fun fact
A fun fact - 24 July 2023 A fun fact about me is that I can’t see words in my head. I’ve tried. I’ve sat at an imaginary typewriter listening to the tap tap tap of my fingers hitting keys and hearing the click click click of the mechanisms moving together to press a printed letter onhttps://raquelcrowley.com/a-fun-fact/
Silence
WRONG NUMBER by Raquel Crowley READ HERE
FREEZER POP (pt1)
The first time he saw her she was leaning over the counter propping her head up on elbow. She seemed to radiate life, laughing and tucking her long blond hair behind an ear. He felt profoundly jealous of the elderly receptionist who had her undivided attention. He watched her intently while he hid his face behind a two year old science magazine trying to explain something about future of spaceflight. “Thomas,” A woman’s voice broke him from his trance. Based on how she said his name it was clear that it was at least the third time she had called him. The blonde woman was now looking at him, her eyebrows raised in interest. Read More
The Chosen
“Who are you?” The boy braced his eyes against the light. “I should be asking you that question. What are you doing in here?” Her voice was soft and tinged with childhood. Everything until this point had gone according to plan. There was no reason to believe this would be any different, so close to the end of the journey “My name’s Martin. Could you maybe not point your flashlight…
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Tailor's Son
Tailor’s Son
My mother was a tailor. I spent much of my early life watching her fingers as they delicately crafted items for use. Printing stitches with care and precision, muttering a wish for the wearer as she worked. She worked day and night with little rest as if in a trance as she pushed and pulled the needle through the fabrics draped across her lap, the candle light washing her face in a golden…
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CONSCIENCE
‘A breath of new life for the city’ was the headline of every major newspaper in the city the morning that Syncon released its newest product. In the weeks following the announcement every news feed that scrolled across every storefront was about the innovation. They called it ‘the Conscience’ and it was touted as the most humane and effective way of dealing with the rising crime problems in the…
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