Dusty tunnels wend around inside my heart, cutting through the detritus of failed romances. You worm the tender, untouched marrow out of my decaying dreams of love with promises of happily ever after.
As the worm turns
My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Thin spiral notebook 
That was lovely, and full of hope. Really well done.
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Very lovely prose. Dark in tone, hopeful in theme. Wonderful!
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From the title to the end, it’s lovely. Thanks for linking up, Tara.
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Man…I really am such a huge fan of the way that you string words together. The words that you used here seem like harsh ones when you look at them independently, but the actual story that you’re telling is so sweet and lovely, it’s a great combination.
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Excellent use of the prompt–and I love the imagery here. Dusty tunnels sound like the name of a band!
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A perfect representation of the prompt word. Bravo.
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This is just lovely, Tara!
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This is awesome, Tara. Your imagery in so few words is nothing short of genius!
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Sad, but that’s the point huh?
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Wow, incredible. I’m in awe of how you did so much with so little.
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