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CCC196: Exhausted
I tell you, that Zeus, he chased me all over Crete. And the Aegean islands. All through Greece. And Italy. I tell you, I’m exhausted. But he didn’t get me. See that white cow over there? Europa; she didn’t run … Continue reading
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With This Green Plastic Ring
Timmy waited outside the Girl’s Entrance, his tummy all a flutter. His hands, still damp from their unaccustomed washing, were jammed deep into his pocket. The rest of her class were out. Where was she? Ah! Here she comes, golden … Continue reading
CCC193: And All the Land Was Tidy and Paved
It all began one hot summer. The grasses browned and crisped; people trod the dried grasses and rubbed them away. Next year the grasses tried to grow but…you know how it goes. Two hot and dry summers later, the parish … Continue reading
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Repeat Injury
Twenty minutes on the garden Just a little bit of weeding It was that one at the back Just out of reach I stretched Couldn’t straighten Return of the bad back 31 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Return
CCC191: Two Hundred and Thirty-Seven Days
One thousand days of walking, that’s what the story told. One thousand days from the west coast, where I was currently residing, to the east coast where I’d been sent to gather the shells. Yellow tourmaline shells, themselves the subject … Continue reading
CCC190: The Waterers
I remember when you could wander there When your feet walked on dry land But that was back before the Waterers came. Well, that’s what we called them Always prophesying rising water Change your ways, change your ways, else it’ll … Continue reading
CCC189: Changes
I was first born a stag and three hundred years I lived as he. But without a doe, or one of my kind, life paled and I was glad to change. I next became an eagle soaring high. Three hundred … Continue reading
Old World Charm
Lavinia stared at the email open on her tablet with mouth agape. She didn’t understand the rejection. The agency had commissioned her to photograph the award-winning picturesque village of Saxlingham. She had sent in fifty photos specifically chosen for “old … Continue reading
CCC188: There’s Gold in Them There Hills
“What’s this place then?” Millie glanced back at George, her hiking companion who, although younger always was slower. George slipped off his backpack and pulled out the map. “Don’t bother,” Millie said, impatient. “I remember now. It’s that prison I … Continue reading
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The Castle
They were tourists, obvious with their cameras, and the way they looked into every courtyard, down every alley and lane they passed. They made repeated reference to a leaflet. Finally, they drew level to where I sat with a coffee … Continue reading
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