Category: Birthday
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Beautiful- 249 Words

More content, less detail. Get your commas in order: Add one here never use one there. The name should be meaningful, but not obvious. Add background story and character growth. What’s the point if there isn’t growth? Can’t a thing just be beautiful? Can’t I just be beautiful. Do you need me to tell you… Read more
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November

It’s hard to go into my dark days without you. You’ve been the focus of my grief for so long, I thought it was you but it’s always been me. I need these dark days to appreciate that Summer‘s gonna come again. The days will be long and glorious and with THAT dark comes their… Read more
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TL;DR- a work I’ll have to come back to.

Cecelia J. Finley
We agreed to do this life together in a time before time. You pushed me through to test the waters. Two weeks you waited to join me here. Maybe you were afraid I’d back out and leave you alone, but it’s me here without you now. Did you know then what I know now? Our mothers… Read more
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Half was never a part of the equation-250 words

Cecelia J. Finley
When you were born, she stole the name I was going to use if I ever had a daughter. It didn’t calm me down when they said it was her grandmother’s name, as if I didn’t know. It was my name and now it was gone. The joke was on me. You were the last… Read more
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Swings, stings and skinned knees- (<90 min art class)400 words

A little helicopter pod spins and twirls and flutters like a honeybee. Thrown in the air again and again by tiny fingers learning about air and motion and life and death. They snap the seed pod in half and clip it to their nose. “I’m Pinocchio “, they say. What are you lying about little… Read more
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The Clock Ticks – 400 words

The clock ticks, clicks, Tick click Click tick And spins a golden dance Its own fair Scrambler under a glass dome. Through generations it is passed. Marking seconds through the eyes of child without toys on rainy Sunday afternoons Hours through wars when our young are stationed abroad. Marking minutes after midnight when a curfew… Read more
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Birthdays. – 400 words

Birthdays. 1950 June The house wasn’t much to look at yet. The clapboard sat where one day a driveway would hold Buicks and Fords. The great oaks that would drop itchy balls making barefoot children playing kick the can yelp had not yet been planted. But the framing was ready to announce this spot as… Read more
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A dark and stormy night – 400 words

It was a dark and stormy night, It was a dark and stormy night, but, you know, it wasn’t that dark, nor was it stormy. It was a night like any other in truth, but this night was about to get dark in spirit and stormy in emotion. The Full Moon shone in the sky… Read more
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Universe and i <20 min art

Just getting started where the universe and I overlap. Read more