I have seen her before, this child with the sun-kissed hair. She dips into grassy hollows. She draws in the dust. I know nothing of children, but fences I understand, and loneliness.
This post was written in response to the Trifecta Writing Challenge weekend prompt:
Please give us a creative piece inspired by the photo. You have two options for word count: you can either give us 33 words or 333 words.
This weekend the entries are community-judged, so if you like mine, please visit Trifecta Writing Challenge and vote for “Fences” by Trudging Through Fog! You can vote for up to 3 entries – I encourage you to read the rest! Judging opens at 5pm Pacific (8pm Eastern), and stays open for 12 hours only.
Photo courtesy of Trifecta Writing Challenge.