Tag: prompt reply

The Weight of Quietus

Though I outlive even the trees, who will tell you that I am eternal and unchanging as the sun, I have not been here forever. I was once a child as all creatures were, are, or will be. It is a past as foreign to…

Dear Diary

Dear Diary, That’s how she always started. Dear Diary. As if she was talking to me. As if I could hear her. She’d always follow it with How was your day? Every day was better when she wrote to me. I should have told her that. Her days were…

Reflection

I spit a mouthful of toothpaste into the sink and smiled at the mirror. My reflection smiled back—a big, toothy grin. I ran my tongue over my clean teeth, then put the toothbrush away and headed out.  For the first time in a long while,…