Fiction Friday Challenge. Write about 8.
Eerie threads of fabric
Incense on the tide
Gossip in the crawlspace
Half-lives that divide
The highway. A tourniquet of eights.
The journey of a thousand miles often starts with you barking up the wrong tree.
5 comments:
This is lovely, Koe. Beautiful. I really enjoy discovering how other people use words. How poetry flows from different voices.
Wonderful job with the "8" challenge.
Blessings,
Merrie
for some reason "a tourniquet of eights" jumps out at me. I like how you dealt with this week's challenge :)
Great entry, I'll never look at the number 8 the same
I love this, a new twist to the number. Poetic and intriguing!
koe this is beautiful
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