Warm Winds_ MOUSE and THE LAME PIGEON_The sun_The Girl and the Stone
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Warm Winds
“My doorbell rang, one stuffy day of sticky popsicle sticks and blistering heat. I opened my door to no one, simply sun charred air and the smell of youth. There was no one but, there were eight mismatched cactuses and a pair of sneakers lying - hoping to not be forgotten - on my doorstep.” The woman fiddled with the laces of the sneakers on the table. The synthetic fibers left black smudges on her wrinkled fingers.“Those shoes.” She paused and caressed the side of one. “These shoes. I knew these shoes. They were the ones I had bought all those years ago. But, the cactuses, where must they ha...
MOUSE and THE LAME PIGEON
MOUSE and THE LAME PIGEON“ Of course , from a cat called Mouse you can expect at least something unusual, extravagant…But this then I would never have expected !“ Anita said, as soon as she came back home. “ “What has Sofia’s cat been up to?” Her mother asked, while she was checking the cooking of the chicken in the casserole. “ Ah, remember” her mother added, holding up the fork with which she had pricked the meat of the chicken “ you must remember that it was Sofia who called that poor cat Mouse. The cat Mouse has nothing to do with the name it b...
The sun
The child stands on the pavement with a green ball tightly gripped, the sun illuminates her small character, and a small, blurry, light surrounds her form. The orange light combines with her brown hair, creating a head of gold. A man passes by her, and her piety temporarily disappears, leaving a pale girl standing on her own. When the light returns to her, she has the vibrance and warmth to attract small insects to swarm around her, curiously fly close to inspect this peculiar little person. The wind carries some of these bugs up to the window, and they hurriedly fly away from myself, not curi...
The Girl and the Stone
Today’s the day I change. I thought for probably the thousandth time. But for real this time. I’m gonna change, I mean it! Yeah rwww.onedoor.ccight.It was a Saturday, lovely yellow clouds filled the blue sky and the perfect golden glow of the sunset flowed through them. It was the perfect weather, the perfect day, and yet– I was still lying to myself. Still pretending that I could change, that I even wanted to. If I wanted to, wouldn't I have by now? Why was I such a failure? Such a disappointment. I sat on a bench and looked out over the green hills stretching away from town, illuminated by the dazzling su...