“It’s too bloody hot…” She groaned.
“That doesn’t mean you need to strip!” Her friend giggled.
“It’s still too hot!”
“Isn’t there anything else you could do!?”
“I can’t exactly take off a layer of skin to cool down! Or can I?”
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Tag: microstory
Yeah Write Microstory #233 – Red
Bitter at first
Then metallic
But deeper than that
Pain
Anger
Regret
I don’t know anymore
Why I’m walking here
This battlefield
A lone soldier
So that taste
It’s familiar now
More than just a wound
I’ve fallen on my own sword
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Yeah Write Microstory #230 – My Secret
He’s everybody
And nobody
He’s as bright as the day
As dark as the night
Everyone seems to know him
And yet no one has met him
Everyone but me
That man in the mask
He unmasked for me
They are all wrong.
Yeah Write Microstory #227 – Oh Faithful Clothes Horse
With sticky-tape
I wind
Around your broken limbs
So loyal
For so long
You held my shirts and socks
Throughout the day
And long through the night
You stood tall until
Crack!
Down come the jeans
The towels-
All my clean underwear!
Yeah Write Microstory #202 – Darkness Calling
Three voices,
They wouldn’t listen.
‘Sticks and stones’ they said,
They were wrong.
Two close calls,
Left an overwhelming question,
Why am I here?
One answer,
No reason at all.
So with little to lose.
He flicked off the light.
Goodnight.
Writing(s) by Anna 