I smile, efficiently impersonating someone who’s listening.
“Shut
the F$%K up!” I bellow though
only condensation wafts through the biting air. Words, no.
So
you continue blindly because
I let you for
now…
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"Forgive me my nonsense, as I also forgive the nonsense of those that think they talk sense." Robert Frost
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In The Scorpio Races,
author Maggie Stiefvater writes, "It is the first day of November and
so, today, someone will die." Give us the next thirty-three words of
this story, as you imagine it. Take it wherever you like, but make it
original and make it 33 words exactly.
I have also committed to NaBloPoMo (almost sounds obscene) over at Yeah Write which means writing a blog post every day in the month of November. I did it last year. It was fun and intensely challenging and the result was I actually loved writing even more. So here I am again. Please, please, please visit me!!!
I have also committed to NaBloPoMo (almost sounds obscene) over at Yeah Write which means writing a blog post every day in the month of November. I did it last year. It was fun and intensely challenging and the result was I actually loved writing even more. So here I am again. Please, please, please visit me!!!
