One glance was enough to say she was not her usual self – dishevelled hair, runny mascara, lipstick in ageing lines around the mouth. “Another late night, I presume … you slept without removing your makeup?” She made an effort to adjust the strap on her shoulder, but the slip hanging below her knees was … Continue reading Glamour Meets Gloom
Welcome back! PROMPT #442 We have a few common words to ponder about this week, and use those to write something. It is not necessary that the word is the theme of the piece. Just a mention speaks a lot about how you treat it. Light — What truths emerge when the weight of light … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #442
It flows with me, but I can’t keep pace with it. I am a dot. I ask the river to carry my story to the oceans. It accepts by touching my hand lowered over the guardrail. The sun takes away a part of it, and clouds rain somewhere else. Other stories are curious and want … Continue reading Time and God
Whatever became of Sir Swellimpedeedoo?He breathed his last on a visit to the zooSocial networks published the newsA few turned up for his last viewEverybody who was somebody attended too He didn’t do good to anyone but himselfNor did he cut out incompetent croniesThis much is true!Everybody who was somebody long agoturned up to see … Continue reading Sir Swollen Ego, sorry Swellimpedidoo
PARATAXIS It is hazy. It has no definable colour or shape. It has a pattern – known but never acknowledged. It is the web of tiny lies spun like a yarn to clothe truth. It is the black hole that will explode rather than reveal its secrets. The Emperor’s new clothes are the grandest spun … Continue reading Webs
Welcome back! We have been interpreting images for the last two weeks, so let's play around with the rhythm and structure of words for a change. PROMPT #441 = Parataxis and Hypotaxis Two techniques—parataxis and hypotaxis—can completely change the emotional texture of a scene. PARATAXIS is writing without conjunctions. It places clauses side by side, … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #441
She switched off the TV, put the phone aside and sat still, refusing to participate in the heated discussions around her. “Our social structures are under attack. The path that young women are taking spells disaster for families.” They condemned the girl who killed her fiancé, whom she was being compelled to marry. Her statement … Continue reading Cultural Reset
I will meet life at a pointwhere I finally embracemyselflike a new acquaintancesans preconceived notionswithout a carefor public opinionor a legacy-yet the footprintswill speak louderthan those squeaky shoesI discarded in a previous version Quadrille Monday at dVerse
lava on streets flows in serpentine feethistory unpacked from volcanoes; unread shots fired in the air, tear hearts of starswake up slumbering gods in cosy beds distribution of power, splayed by bullet showermetal runs the world; dense forests fall dead the rage of souls ignited by towering holesflows incessantly; knows not where it is led … Continue reading Dehydrated
She saw it floating on the TV console, then on the wall – the shadow of half a face wearing a turban with dark, intense eyes. Did she do the right thing by choosing to stay alone in a palace converted to a hotel resort? She walked to the library and randomly pulled out a … Continue reading Co-author
