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Liar Liar

She told me lies – hundreds of them – all meant to manipulate and control. A liars mistake? Embellishing the tangled web and assuming the others gullibility.  I never let it touch me, though.  I’m a liar too. I know exactly how it works.

The Test

Headphones on.

Depress the button whenever you hear this sound.

Ready?

He leaves the room.

She listens.

Buzzing.  Static.  Her beating heart.

Ping, beep, click.

And then the voices.

Breathing.  Whispering.

Moaning sighs.

She pushes the button hard and holds it down.

Tell Me Something

climb

Once I believed life was all uphill.

Every day made for gaining ground,

Chasing dreams,

Pressing on to reach the top.

Can you imagine that?

The battle nearly killed me.

What’s so different there?

It looks a lot like here, to me.

 “Tell me something, old friend: why are you fighting?”

 

Leaving

boarding the train

 

Winter seemed reluctant to release its hold.  There was nothing green yet anywhere I looked, and the air stayed cold until well past mid day.  Sometimes the sun would break through the grey mist with a half-hearted attempt at cheering up the sad and dismal countryside , but all that brown was discouraging,  and day after day it seemed to simply give up without a fight.

No, come back!  I wanted to shout at it.  Try harder.  Winter is an asshole, you can make it go away.  But the sun doesn’t listen to anyone.

Those last few bleak days I spent hesitantly preparing to leave, because I was reluctant too.  Remiss to walk away from a life that had become impossible, but which remained, in spite of everything, still strangely comforting in its familiarity.   Afraid, wary, hanging back,  I kept searching for one good reason not to go.  There were reasons, but in the end,  none of them were good enough.

A shrill whistle sounded in the distance and the tracks grumbled and shook as a numbing north wind whipped stray locks of hair across my face and into my eyes, some of the long strands sticking to the tears that kept stubbornly falling no matter how many times I brushed them away.  My ticket to freedom was crushed and broken in one clenched fist.   The other one dragged my heavy bag across the platform.   And then I boarded the southbound train.  With all my might and resolve I resisted the backward pull and in my head I wiped the slate clean.

I felt as stubborn as the sun.  Strong and steady and enduring.   Soon I’d be ready to shine again.

The Speakeasy at Yeah Write # 157 – include the following sentence as the FIRST line in your submission: “Winter seemed reluctant to release its hold.”

Murder on the Beach

gulls

Yellow crime scene tape flutters and flaps in the cold wind off the lake.  Shutters click,  red lights flash.  The detectives unblinking eyes sting and tear, mesmerized by the bludgeoned body lying face down in the sand.  Seagulls slowly circle and cry.

 

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Written for Yeah Write # 156 Gargleblaster – 42 words – Who Dunnit?

Stargazing

stargazing flicker
https://www.flickr.com/photos/nickydoyl/6861479921/

 

Surrender,  let the night embrace us

There is light in deep dark spaces

Inky, pitch black, sunless places

See the truth in the cold night sky

Where Pegasus and Auriga fly

Transforming harsh to calm and kind

Tracking moonbeams where dreams unwind

 

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 What’s so amazing that keeps us stargazing?

First Gargleblaster Writing Challenge

Got 42 words?  Click on the link and join the fun.