Posts tagged with: day 6

Day 6: NaPoWriMo – I Have A Bone To Pick

My Beef Grief For one year you did lay dormant, silvery skin unexposed against frozen bones broken by a blade. Unwrapping you from your protective ice, I eased your temperament... Read More

The Perfect Picture

Dawn's sun rises early each morning. He stares at two red squirrels dancing to snoring sounds of a barn owl. He hears the dripping of snow melting. Dawn's sun kisses the tips of pine... Read More

Silence From Within

An audible sound, that no one can hear... ...is within my head, bouncing off my brain. A frightening noise, it's drawing me near... ...it is pounding hard, like a drowning rain. I silently shriek,... Read More