The swings creak. The slides throw long shadows. Here is where we shared an orange. There is where your sister skinned her knee. Little dramas, all grown up. Come, children, new playgrounds await. This post was written in response to the final Trifecta Writing Challenge prompt: For the final challenge here at Trifecta, we considered some flash … Continue reading Epilogue
I'll level with you: I’m crushed. It wasn't about stats, it was about stories. Now, I won challenges – no false modesty – but more: I won you over. It'll be different, won't it, now? This post was made in response to the Trifecta Writing Challenge Trifextra prompt, and the news shared today by the … Continue reading Level
I resisted you as long as I could. But in the end, what choice had I? You contrived to worm a confession out of me, and won an admission in three little words. This post was written in response to the Trifecta Writing Challenge weekly prompt, which has new rules! Gone is the 333 upper word limit … Continue reading Guilty
Colors have connotations. They imply. Your voice, tinged with ochre, reflects the westward sky and I think of endings. I deflect, offer up my blue eyes, distant and deep as night. You smile. That wasn't what I meant. This post was made in response to the Trifecta Writing Challenge Trifextra prompt: Plenty of times over … Continue reading Colors
I am an obsession, a twisted fulcrum. A distracted smile, and you tilt thusly. A gaze too deep tips you back. I etch my name across your back. It lingers when I leave. This post was made in response to the Trifecta Writing Challenge weekend Trifextra prompt: This week we're asking for exactly 33 of … Continue reading Tipping Point
Christine Hanolsy 