Cinderella’s glass slipper is my offering for the challenge of transparency.
This was a great exercise in honing negative painting skills, leaving the whites of the paper, and painting reflections section by section. 8 more words
“A single inch/separates their two bodies/facing one another/in the picture” – Dunya Mikhail, “Tablets”
She was only one of uncountable numbers. She was the last lost slipper in a sea of slippers, almost too unremarkable to be noticed. 842 more words
And I wake up from my sleep and must catch up with re-blogs of fellow writers'/bloggers' take on the classic tale for our Cinderella Anthology Project.
This is an awesome story from the perspective of the glass slipper. Enjoy reading this wonderful sweet story.
Thank you, Theresa! I do have my other one, I promise :) and it will be done say around Valentine's Day :)
There's this whole month left to come up with your own Cinderella story or poem. To inspire us, Valentine's Day is around the corner. :)
Built in the early 1970s, a decaying Midwestern relic of throw-away consumer architecture will be torn down and developed into an updated outdoor shopping space. What is lost in the process? 325 more words