desperate the words push at her fingertips begging her to let them out to stretch them out on paper in bloody ink across the pages from the depths beyond her heart the echo's rhythmic chorus chafes like sandpaper letter by letter until the words are no more an new uprising words crawl out … Continue reading echo
You don't know it yet, But I've let you down again, I said I had it under control, But I didn't. I said I could make it okay, But I couldn't. Everything just spins so fast, I couldn't keep up, The rules kept changing, The storms kept coming, until I was just holding my breath … Continue reading Again
I arrived late, and found myself walking in to a sea of black. Despite the frigid temperatures, every member of our small town assembled on the snow-covered grass. The contrast of black attire against the freshly fallen snow created a scene straight out of an old movie. Men with their fedoras and triblys, and women … Continue reading Cowboy
*Faithwriters.com writing challenge entry, topic: SHOP* She stood outside, collar up against the wind, and placed a gloved hand on the brass handle of the door. The snow had not begun falling, but the smell in the air warned of its imminence. She listened to the clickity clicks and shuffles of people passing behind her, … Continue reading On a winter’s day
I'm so sick of the hate I need to get this straight it needs to be said before it's too late. We need all of you. We need the coffee drinkers and the tea drinkers and the "I only ever drink water" drinkers We need the vegans and the paleos and the … Continue reading All Of You
The rapid whir of the sewing machine drowned out the radio. She sang along in perfect time anyway. She raised her foot off the pedal and adjusted the pieces of fabric. Before lowering her foot, she extended her arm behind her slightly and grabbed her cup of coffee. Sipping and returning the mug to the … Continue reading Grandpa’s Clothes
Bananas - (ten minutes to write something based on the writing prompt "Groceries") #unedited
Short work originally written for FaithWriters Writing challenge, topic: Storm
He knew when he made me that I would falter.
I hurt his feelings today. I did not intend to. Men are so strong and tough How was it that I could hurt him so badly
