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I remember

I have been here before, I swear. Wearing my heart on my sleeve and handing out my soul on a golden platter; an offering.

The room looks familiar, though the furniture may have been re-arranged. 141 more words

Prose

Disappeared

She fades away
When I need her most
And fakes a way
To explain her ghosts

The one supposed to be
My savior
Like tears I’m tired to shed… 72 more words

Timeline

Three Line Tales, Week 116

Welcome to Week 116 of Three Line Tales.

You’ll find full guidelines on the TLT page – here’s the tl;dr:

  • Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt (& give them a title if possible).
  • 65 more words
Writing Prompt

taking notes

Hearing a commotion behind me, I glanced at my watch, surprised at how fast time flew. Five past twelve—where did the morning go?

My coworkers were getting ready to leave for lunch. 303 more words

Prose

the first taste

At first, he found it odd that she picked this place to meet. White table cloth, monstrous room, high Victorian plaster ceiling decorated with delicate roses details, maître d’ in a tuxedo, and a prim and proper lady playing a grand piano. 262 more words

Prose

drawn in

When she stepped out of her building, the sun was just setting. She glanced at her watch and decided that she’d have enough time to get to the town center on foot. 186 more words

Prose

Apr 15 2018 #vss

they learned the hard way

mistaking her silence

for passivity

not realizing

the quieter she is

the more she has going on

and that her inner strength… 29 more words

Poetry