Inspired by Writing Prompt Twenty-Seven: The distance was trivial on paper, but the expanse of an entire sea kept me from her golden hair and violet eyes. My lips grew bitter from the journey. “You’re thinking out loud again” she said, from the other side of the puddle. “Drat! Curse these seas, I shall have […]
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Flour spattered her apron, her cheeks, the hairs on her arms up to her elbows. The cold marble slab beneath her kneading hands knocked against her hip bones as she coerced the dough into thin discs. Copper pots dangled from their hooks against the white subway tiles on the wall. Everything was white that wasn’t […]
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Carolina slipped further down into the hot water of the roll top bath and watched the tea lights flickering. A glass of Merlot within easy reach, she mused on her recent life changes. A high flying, well travelled, published author, to owner of her Aunt Jane’s seaside, seventeenth century cottage. She breathed in the […]
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“Joseph, Stop!” And in an instant the chaos of the world stood still for one woman. A heavy clicking of baseball cards marking time against the spokes of a bicycle’s wheels ceased to tick. The mutter of a car rolling down the family friendly suburban neighborhood silenced. Freshly mown lawns dotted with old oaks […]
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Three reverberating tongs of the church bell tower. Three soul crushing collisions of metal against metal. The grating of rust. The particles of dust drifting slowly down from the rafters below the church spire. From my pew I sit, resting my feet from their courageous – no – their cowardly flight from unholy men. […]
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She was a girl in a flower shop. A girl named Marigold. And it was the first time I ever felt the twinges of pain which accompany love. Her slender, golden fingers wrapped the flowers for my mother’s bouquet. Her slender, golden fingers punched the keys at the register. Her slender, golden fingers handed me […]
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She moved like a gypsy, her tent untethered, her shoes pointing north. And in her wake she left a trail of friendships, lovers, and mistakes. At the foot of a staggering mountainside, below the tree line which cut into the pure white powder, a fire burned; flames lapping in the wind. Clouds of icy snow […]
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Frost bitten needles litter the hard ground surrounding white washed rock gardens. To the east, a dawning sun bathes the hills in purple, peering through the veil of smoke from nearby fires. All is silent, but for the shuffle of cold feet across weathered floorboards. The clink of manacles echoing off the barren walls of […]
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You will never see me cry. She whispered defiantly. Tears will turn to crystals on my cheeks, the drop abandoned by salt rivers. No. You will not see me break this stoic facade. Not for something so worthless as you. She turned toward the North, the wind brushing auburn curls away from her […]
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Damp sand from a misty sea foam squishes between my toes. I roll my fingers through the gaps in my toes and grip onto the soles of my feet. The warm crackle of the fire roasts my face and any exposed skin I have. Behind the wall of warmth, the glow of the flames […]
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