Below are the words from this week's Three Word Wednesday.
I wrote differently this week... which is something I always enjoy discovering as the words present themselves.
I sit and scribe. Nod some through, push some away. Give some a chance only to snip them out later.
I am pleased with this but still, may edit later.
Drag; verb: Pull (something or someone) along forcefully, roughly or with difficulty; take (someone) to or from a place or event despite their reluctance; noun: the action of pulling something forcefully or with difficulty; act of inhaling smoke; clothing more conventionally worn by the opposite sex.
Mumble; verb: Say something indistinctly and quietly, making it difficult for others to hear; noun: A quiet and indistinct utterance.
Penetrate; verb: Succeed in forcing a way in or through (a thing); infiltrate an enemy or group to spy on it; (of a man) insert the penis into the vagina or anus (of a sexual partner).
She drags herself to the computer keyboard after getting not enough sleep.
From deep within a mumble a murmur a mutter rises and vents, complains.
She tosses her salad of thought, sans oily dressing or croutons.
She penetrates something in her gut with the sharp knife of meaning.
Balloon deflating sounds flatten her spine as she finds herself face down in the berber carpet.
She drags herself to the bedroom mirror to see someone she doesn’t recognize staring back.
She walks to the kitchen for some water, some coffee, some orange juice.
She sits at the kitchen table.
A pile of stuff greets her, stonefaced. At the very top an old composition book waits.
A pen perches on the lip of the composition book, an invitation in its mouth.
She chooses to move the pen on the paper, to do it differently.
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