The breeze whispered sheer black across her face.
Gathered near the earthen void, someone asked, “What time is it?”
It no longer mattered, she thought closing her eyes.
The touch, Sunday breakfast, that laugh.
Time had shattered into a million never agains.
My response to this week’s Yeah Write.Me Gargleblaster.
The prompt…Have all your clocks stopped?
Exactly 42 words (no more, no less), oh and no family. These are such fun.
That’s all from the laundry room. Time for Bed.
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Beautiful and sad – really, a lovely piece. Thanks so much for sharing it!
How sad!Felt the underlying pain of the protagonist!
So moving; beautifully written and the super low key photo captures the mood so well.
Hauntingly sad, wonderfully written with great visual accompaniment.
Thank you for reading and your comment.
“Time had shattered into a million never agains.”
Hahaha. Thank you.
Memories seep from this.
I’m sure we can all relate, or will be able to at some point. Unfortunately. Thank you for reading.
Oh. Yes. Well, the words and feelings you captured in your words was poignant.
Loss is a “million never agains” , just loved that line.
Thank you for reading and the kind comment.
gorgeous writing in so few words
Thank you. I love the 42 word limit. Such fun. Thanks for reading and your comment.
“Time had shattered into a million never agains.” Wow. That’s a great line.
This was touching.
Time doesn’t matter then–very touching.
Thank you for reading.
The LOSS very well narrated.