A Blue a Bell a Hi

Jun 01, 2006 12:51

The wind carried an empty dress across my road. I hit the brakes. The dress hurried its limbless self across my windshield as I stumbled to a stop. I watched the sunlight turn the transparent cloth into an aquarium of green before rolling off my car. Not sure what had just happened, my brother suggested that I may have ran over a ghost. If ( Read more... )

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secondlaw June 1 2006, 17:29:35 UTC
"The lips that harvested her wheat smile"
Love it.

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skyisacanvas June 2 2006, 08:28:53 UTC
Thanks. Don't you remember it from myrueme?

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secondlaw June 2 2006, 13:44:13 UTC
I remember the story, but not that line.

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vippler June 1 2006, 22:05:31 UTC
the dress waiting for her with an open neck on the lawn. That line did it for me. Love your pathos.

Tragic.

Sorry it's been so long.

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skyisacanvas June 2 2006, 08:31:45 UTC
It's alright sweetheart, it's been a while since I've really written much.

Have you checked out www.livejournal.com/users/myrueme ? I update that much more frequently.

I don't know if tragic was exactly what I was going for. This was more like... trying to show ghosts as creatures that happen to exist in our everdays. They are a normality, not a paranormality.

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