Prompt 27 I stoped walking
I walk, I talk, I walk. i Past trees, past leafs, past pasts. i I stop, to see. Another me. i Nothing is said, I walk on Later, him under an apple tree. Rainy night, it's cold, no firelight I see a dim distant flame, Its sheltered...
Prompt14
I walk, I talk, I walk. i Past trees, past leafs, past pasts. i I stop, to see. Another me. i He smiled, at me! I smiled. i We walk, we talk, we walk. i Eyes open, no tent, its raining. i Hugging shivers warm, matches are miracles. i We...
Breathing Walls
There's an odd calm about an empty place, that should be full. Almost as if the walls are breathing. Well not 'Almost as if', they are breathing. It's not well known that walls breathe but the few that do know, are not just told but know, hear them....
P8 A god before the fall
I stand here, still, watching someone I have not seen in a long, long time walk past my creaking stone body. He has aged far better than me, but this is to be expected from someone who has not fallen yet. I say nothing to him as he walks right up to...
Cages part1
"I fly up and up and up, the wind flowing like chilled happiness. It cools my anxieties and fears about tomorrow and the next day. About life being too short or too long. I honestly don't know what i'd do if I couldn't..." He stops reading from a...
Hi.
Hi Hi are you there. See you sunday. I'll be there in five. You coming. Thanks so much. I hate him. I'm sorry. Text me back please. We need to talk. You such a dosh. I hate you. Haha you think your so funny. Pathetic. Die....
Something weird
I wake up forget my dreams and I do things. Then I go back to sleep. and then, well I dream things to forget... A human sits outside my window, its hands still in defiance of the night's chill. A possum climbs up on the human's back seemingly...
Something vauge
My mind is blank. Burnt at both ends. Empty as the end of all things, Not a spark in the darkness, Not a ripple in that pond. The worlds shortest story. And yet. I exist. Never ever doing anything but nothing. Seeing nothing, feeling nothing,...
Part of a story
He jumps between the large run down concrete pillars swiftly in long purposeful elegant leaps using the massive gashes and raged edges of the pillars as handholds. . Trying to make the movements look easy even though his legs felt like they were made...
A start to A story
'Grrrrr' the violent growl leaves the blood soaked muzzle of the black furred wolf. I stand backed up against the wall far into the protection of darkness hoping like fuck that wolf dosen't hear my fear filled speratic breaths. I start praying to my...
The Item changes
I like the sun rise. The way it glimmers up shining. It makes everything look brighter. Thats the key. Thats the trick. Its in the contrast. Even in a dingy gray concrete yard, A place that by all rights is hot and empty in the day, Cold and...
Cloud gazing
I rush home in the same way as I breathe, changing from steady to frantic, there just had to be a murder on christmas eve, I think this to the the beat of my feet pounding against the pavement. Ow well It was an early morning job so I should be fine....