A Writing Prompt and a story of denial.
Tag: Writings
Drive
I don’t want to just hand over the keys anymore. Learn to drive me. I won’t just let you run my over. Learn to navigate with me or around me.
Serendipity
I am running through old movies I have digitized on Fandango. Yesterday was Center Stage, Moulin Rouge, and Sense and Sensibility as I tried to stay warm on a snowy, icy day. And today is Serendipity. I love that word and this movie. Do you believe in fate, and what lengths do you go to… Continue reading Serendipity
Fingertip
(a writing prompt and too much of a tease) Such a small point of contact. One place, one touch, tracing a small part of me. That is where it starts, your fingertip instead of those calloused hands, lightly tracing up my arm, headed up, then in my mouth before heading downward. I know where it… Continue reading Fingertip
And I Ran
I ran so far away I was running around some this weekend listening to a playlist, and I have this particular Flock of Seagulls cover on the most recent one. It is by Hidden Citizens I was thinking about the lyrics. So many of them fit a certain situation. I never thought I'd meet someone… Continue reading And I Ran
Lisa Gray 