She woke in utter darkness. It was damp and musty, and she could hear water dripping somewhere. Taking shallow breaths, she tried to be as still as possible. Even though she couldn’t see, that didn’t mean she wasn’t being watched. Listening intently she attempted to discern if she was alone. She slowly began feeling around … Continue reading Dreams of freedom
Category: Indie Ink Writing Challenge
Old Glory and home of the brave
Sparklers, and firecrackers, Black snakes and jumping jacks Rockets red glare Bomb bursting in air Gunpowder smell of sulphur The tang of smoke, stinging eyes Apple pie and blackberry cobbler, Coconut and chocolate, pecans and caramel Hand-cranked vanilla ice cream, Cans of bittersweet Hershey’s syrup Eaten by spoonfuls with cousin Danny Under farm wagons turned … Continue reading Old Glory and home of the brave
Midnight tea
There was no sense of time, it could have been noon as easily as midnight. The only difference was the way the air felt. Daylight was line-dried cotton, still warm from the sun. Crisp, yet soft to the touch. It smelled of lilacs and lavender, and sugar cookies. There was laughter and hugs, birdsongs and … Continue reading Midnight tea
Erratic behavior
The job had taken the whole week, working several hours every night until she finally had her room the way she wanted it. She tried on every stitch of clothing she owned, checking her reflection in her armoire mirror. What items she wanted to keep were rewashed, pressed and hung in her closet or carefully folded and … Continue reading Erratic behavior
Knocking down sand castles
“I should have taken ‘before’ pictures.” That was my first thought when I finally had a chance to witness the extent of the destruction. My second thought was, “Well, shit!” Of course foresight being what it is, I had no way of knowing there would ever be an ‘after’ moment and a need, a fervent … Continue reading Knocking down sand castles
Better now
She moved home, even if only for a few months, along with everything she owned, minus the old TV and cabinet she sold on her second trip to empty out her old apartment. The $40 she got from the new tenant paid for her gas on the drive home. She accumulated a lot of junk … Continue reading Better now
Thin spiral notebook 