Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Microstories: Over

Our love was always precarious; dancing with elephants, you once laughed. Their ponderous footsteps shattered the very foundations of who we were, and...

Somewhere in the dust and falling plaster, the pachyderms fled, leaving you and me in this empty, demolished room.



8 comments:

  1. Tina, the world (writing and otherwise) is better with your words in it.

    This..was superb.

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  2. Love, love this! Great take on the question and a really impressive use of words. Wonderful.

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  3. A great take on the prompt. Loved your use of 'pachyderms' - very clever.

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  4. oh, can i just say i love that you used the word pachyderm?!

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  5. Really nice. Heartbreaking, even, that moment when you realize the room is empty. Great job.

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  6. You manage to bring so much passion and feeling with so few words!

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  7. That last line is especially meaningful.. I really enjoyed this!

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