Trace your finger around the rim and wait for the crack to touch your skin. Feel the jagged edge , the uneven break in the smooth finish and wince. Continue reading “The Cracked Cup”
The Cracked Cup
Category: Fiction
Rite of passage
“You must be the light. There is no other way. One more time.” Continue reading “Rite of passage”
Vanished #Microstory
Into these hollows
of grainy sand
Into the powdery texture
that covers everything
Into the crashing waves
that send shivers up my spine
as they inch closer to my feet
It’s disappeared.
Without meaning
Without hope
Without explanation.
The days are short.
