Tag Archives: Moving On

A Word

A Word She woke in the dark, as she did every night.  She reached for the phone on the shelf beside her bed, clicked the center circle, checked for his message.  And as every night for the last three weeks, … Continue reading

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Giving In

And it’s over, and I’m going under. But I’m not giving up; I’m just giving in.  :: Florence and the Machine :: …………………………………………………………….. Giving In Her heart ached. It twisted.  It beat too fast, felt too heavy. She couldn’t find the … Continue reading

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Fool

She had always known she was a fool.  She had come to recognize her tendency to leap before looking.  She was impulsive, and she did what she felt.  And when she felt differently, she did differently.  She acted in the … Continue reading

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Unexpected

Unexpected She wasn’t expecting him.  She had given that up long before.  She had stopped hoping to see a text, a missed call, a note, a letter, an email—any sign he still existed in a world apart from hers.  She … Continue reading

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Momentum

Momentum She was impulsive, and impatient, and when something was broken, she wanted to fix it.  Immediately.  She couldn’t forget, she couldn’t ignore.  It sat in the back of her mind, overshadowing every other thought, and weighed on her heart … Continue reading

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Afflictions of a Romantic Heart II

Afflictions of a Romantic Heart II She snuck into the other room, taking her thoughts and questions with her.  He slept on the couch, unaware of her absence. She didn’t understand it.  She couldn’t fathom why she stayed when she … Continue reading

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Andover

July 1693 Stepping into the summer’s bright light was like waking from a nightmare.  The heavy weariness, the lingering foreboding, but the feeling, the knowing, that it was over.  I blinked, lifted a hand to my brow, and shielded my … Continue reading

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Cut, and Cut Again

Cut, and Cut Again The basement was cold. Loud.  Lit by the fluorescent lights that highlighted her pink cheeks and drunk eyes.  She hadn’t wanted to come, hadn’t planned to stay.  She had told him she’d be back in an … Continue reading

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Tragic

Oh, young love. But some things never change. Tragic “I didn’t think you’d come,” I said and splashed my feet in the water. Minnows scattered, darting around my feet. A crayfish crawled from beneath a rock, waved a claw in … Continue reading

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