I’ve been traveling and crushed for time but I got back in the swing of it all today. The group all (and I do mean all) brought their “A game” today. Lots of truly wonderful work. Here’s mine.
The prompts are:
1. There’s a place between 2 strands of trees where the grass grows uphill.
3. It’s only going to give you a big head.
I remember a bit more today but still not much. I remember the girl.
Her long dark hair and her full lips. I remember her as long and lean, posing in the window so that she could be seen from the street. She turned away from the glass and looked at me as I raised the bottle to drink.
“Try this instead,” she whispered, and put a small piece of paper on my tongue. It quickly dissolved.
She was beautiful, sultry, so I stepped back and watched her. She stood still in the window smiling back at me from time to time. Her eyes were bright and captivating. I could not avert my gaze. Looking deep into them was blinding – like looking at the sun.
She started to move ever so slightly. Swaying to a rhythm that only she could hear. Time slowed down, then sped up. The world moved by in high speed. Time lapse. She moved slowly and slightly. Sultry. I realized I was thirsty and raised my bottle to drink. Empty. How did that happen?
I don’t remember much else but, I remember the girl.
Time is up. Put down your writing implements and step away from the paper