Laments_Sleep Over_She Sang with TeraByte_A Word to the Wise
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Laments
Shadows of the towering oaks that stood sentinel over the dead stretched long and lithe in the final yawn of light.I hung back, hesitant, wary and waiting, while the visitor paid her final respects.She stood, a lonely wraith in the eternal breath of a midsummer sunset, a silent statue over an unremarkable headstone amongst a sea of the same. Tall and lean; willowy and pale. Her hair was like moonlight, curled in a wispy knot at the base of her bowed head. Her white skirt rippled on the wave of a gentle evening breeze, the only indication of her corporeality.Of course, I knew who she must be. T...
Sleep Over
Sleep Over“Bye Sam, bye Julie,” Bill said.“Thanks Bill,” Julie said, “great party.”Bill waved, closed the door and slouched down on the couch. It was a rare night when people were chatty and a bit reckless - ready to have fun. He loved speaking with Sam about his life in Australia, and loved the story about how Sam met Julie in a bar in Brisbane. It’s small world. He was happy that Renate had come. She had such a cool look with her retro dress and hair. He wanted to get to know her better. He closed his eyes, and was telling himself to sleep in his bed. He had learned the hard way that the c...
She Sang with TeraByte
“Do I have to go?” whined Izzy.“Yes! C’mon, it’ll be so much fun!” replied Hannah over the phone. Izzy sighed, hung up, and stared around her room. Her white curtains gently fluttered against the breeze from the owww.onedoor.ccpen windows, like liquid moonlight dancing on the ocean. The soft gray carpet was sprinkled with dresses, denim jackets, high heels, and makeup items, as though a tornado had been rampaging her room just an hour earlier. “‘It’ll be fun’, they said. ‘Go to the party’ they said,” Izzy mocked. “Ugh.” She marched over to her closet, and picked out a white short sleeved shirt and a navy sk...
A Word to the Wise
The squirrel has declared War. He has shaken Furry tail at me. Chattered Angrily and I think he’s Mocking me. My human doesn’t let me Outside. I stare out The window. The squirrel thinks it’s So funny. My owner gets Mad at me. When I Bark. It’s the Squirrel’s Fault. It declared War. My owner finally Pulls his socks on. Minus the one I chewed Yesterday. He was mad About that. He grabs the Leash. Clips me On. We go Outside! Oh fresh Air. Oh, nice Smells. Oh, the Wind. Oh, the other Dogs. The squirrel. I growl At him. He chatters At me from the Tree. I thi...