gold + mistake

under the window balances a tree, gleaming with gold and silver.   engraved dates on a class ring threaded with gold necklaces, part of my history.   fool's gold cutlery tarnished from years of usage mistaken for fake.

smile + dramatic

look for the girl, the crowd is thick but you'll know her when you see her. she smiles, gazing up at the ceiling. in a room full of people (staring at smartphones and giant headphones clamped on) the effect is incongruous. watch her now - can't afford to break your concentration. she's looking for something;…

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shadow-self

walking through the night streetlights glow through thin curtains - wind echoes a song. a ghost walks on soft feet, treading by candlelight: wisps of smoke follow. mirror in a dark room - there stands a shadow. she looks like she knows me.

Windowsill Garden

Flash Fiction July, 1. I've learnt to tell his transgressions by the flowers that are delivered to me. Every time it happens, they're delivered without fail, on a Wednesday morning. Somehow, the courier always manages to arrive just as I'm rinsing out my breakfast dishes and collecting my gym things together. I suppose he's specified…

prophecy + fence

there goes a prophecy etched in ink, scratched in faded pencil. it promises that one day, you will find yourself. (the details are, naturally, unclear) one day, it happens. there's no magical switch, no brilliant realization. it just happens. one sleepless night later there is a scheme in place. (it's gentle; oh-so-biting before you expect it)…

stage fright

on stage: flawless cosmetics and a costume carefully curated. it all needs to make a statement, you know. off stage: fans step in, killing you with kindness. they haven't a harsh word to say, ever. (they seem to be overly in awe) and the litany of compliments picks up. gathers speed, creates a chaotic, swirling…

burning out 1.1

climbing to every new height, spiralling upwards on a steep incline. lay goals out, make them insurmountable and refuse to budge until the task is budged.

cactus + perfection + city

first apartment, buy a plant, make a solemn vow to nurture it, perfect. city girl pretends to commune with nature, brings a cactus back home. too busy living for perfection, there's no time: put under sun; go.

six: vii

you're as average as i remember. Sometimes Stellar Storyteller Six Word Challenge.

top + light + transform

light sparkles from the top of the tower, guidance - calling me back home. time transforms into fluid, gold and purple and pink, ever-changing. top of the cliff, a lighthouse has eternity as a backdrop. (home)