To Catch a Cloud_thursday night open mic_Absent_Dissipating Love
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To Catch a Cloud
It was spring again. The flowers had finally bloomed, and the animals were active. Spring was your favorite time of year. You bask in the sunlight, spinning with your face pointing to the sky and your eyes closed. You laugh, I try to laugh with you. I like watching you, the world is bright and vibrant with you in it. I remember the old days. Days of peace, days where the grass was green and my thoughts were clear. Now, everything is gray. All these years have passed, and I’ve never forgotten about you. Not a day goes by when I don’t think about all the wonderful things you used to say. Remembe...
thursday night open mic
That’s the thing about this city, I thought, as I examined the business card between my thumb and forefinger. Just when you think it’s time to pack up and leave, it sends you someone offering to change your life.Cady returned from the bar, balancing a quizzical expression and two drinks – mojito forwww.onedoor.cc me, something bright orange for her. She carefully set the mojito on a coaster and slid it towards me. “Who was that?” she asked, inclining her head toward the man I’d just spoken to, now leaning against the far wall. She dropped her voice to a whisper. “Was he hitting on you?”I shook my head. “No,...
Absent
Augustus 31, Year 358The ceremonial trumpets blared the first notes of a familiar tune. From her bedroom window, Princess Maeve Saoirse watched a parade of creatures from the fairy and elf kingdoms make their way into the palace halls. This wasn’t the first time she saw such a crowd; there was one every fifty years to mark the crowning of a new Fairy Queen. She sighed audibly at the thought of what was looming beyond the horizon.“What’s wrong, Princess?” Vaska questioned as she ran a brush through the strands of Maeve’s long lilac hair. The brush grazed the princess’s silky, peachy wings, earn...
Dissipating Love
Paris, is very well known for a city that has romance. As a little girl growing up, she often wondered what was 'love' as people described her city; she never seemed to get any definition of love that anyone described to her. "Love is when you steal my bag of chocolate every morning to school but I put it in the same place every day," Her older brother explained. After she understood love and what the concept finally meant, she thought of it as 'family' or 'affection', but she never thought of the dangers of love. All of her love thinking changed when her family suddenly disappeared. Lila, t...