She was waiting at the intersection for the lights to change and she could get on with her day. Then she noticed the truck with the oversized load. She chuckled to herself. She then, rather impulsively, decided to follow the truck. She followed it all the way to […]
Everything smelled, looked, and felt as battered as they were. They had come through the storm. But there was no turning back. Mother nature just reinforced what had been percolating and brewing for some time. The lid was blown off and now all was exposed.
It was meant to be a fun night out. Everything glowed. Even she glowed. Her makeup was impeccable. She had cause to be happy. She glowed. But she felt like one of those beautiful pods before her. It was all fake. She was a beautiful fake pod herself. […]
Her eyes were large saucers of tears. Mostly salty with a sprinkle of oregano. She wiped at them quickly. No one could see them. No one can ever see it coming. She thought of how we are knee-deep in a world being depleted of dreams. She didn’t want […]
She stepped out from the little gathering to grab some fresh air and clear her thoughts. They had gone into the event happily enough. She wasn’t expecting much. These days it seemed like people tried too hard to be witty or seem to be great conversationalists. Being cooped […]
She ran through the alley wondering how far her legs could take her. This was the place through which she needed to find her freedom. She would run, hide behind blue crates, and pretend to shop. She had waited decades for this. No way she could waste this […]
The moon was bright. Shining, casting a light on all that was wrong. It didn’t let up. It couldn’t. But it didn’t matter. All transgressions were to be forgiven the morning after. There was always the morning after. There was always a way to explain things or find […]
The tree knew all her secrets. She would whisper sweet nothings. The tree’s body knew she didn’t want to stay on the carousel. Her secrets were not for the faint of heart. She was a wicked one. She patted it and told the tree Yes, I did it. […]
She had spent half the day crying. Her tears immediately washed away. She had cried in the shower and it felt cathartic. She then had gone out to walk around and it started to rain. Her tears kept streaming mixing in with the rain. Now she was back. […]
Orange was her favorite color. It was fairly well known considering she had a 1,001 orange purses and scarves. It was sweet. She had been nice. Her passing at such an early age devastated many. She had felt the pain. These orange snow-capped flowers pushed that pain back […]
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