Category Archives: Prose

Tears From Dust

They say that tears come from the heart.  I beg to differ.  You see, there was a place inside me where I held you close.  But through the years, that place became as hollow as your soul.  Instead of compassion, … Continue reading

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My Glass house

Looking out through the glass walls, I keep my distance.  You see, the glass lets me observe life without getting my hands dirty. Become a participant?  Oh, no.  Risk the safety of my glass sanctuary?  I couldn’t possibly! I’ve built … Continue reading

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She Waits

*As a teen, Cheryl knew that if she could just lose those last 10 pounds, everything would be better.  People would like her more.  Men would be more attracted to her.  So, she waited to go out.  She waited to … Continue reading

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Kaleidoscope

I’ll take your breath away as I enter the room.  I don’t want to draw attention to myself. I stand on my soapbox and preach my causes.  I stick my head in the sand and ignore the pain of the … Continue reading

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Unseen

Originally posted on Penny Wilson Writes:
U – Unseen Head up, shoulders back. The water is a bitter drink, the air, like daggers tear at her heart. She pushes back; those unseen dragons weigh heavily. She has the resolve of…

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Rain On the Roof

Originally posted on Penny Wilson Writes:
I’m in that warm, soft, sweet spot between wake and sleep.  I’m drifting, weightless.  I hear the soft pattering of rain on the roof.   I can hear your breathing, softly, beside me. I want…

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The Threshold

Originally posted on Penny Wilson Writes:
I saw it just on the other side of the meadow.  The sun was in the east, yet it did not shine here. Carefully, I made my way across the dew laden grass.  I…

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