It has been six days since I woke up early to write here, at my keyboard. The enormity sat in the space between me and the keyboard. I felt the need to write differently. When I found this Flash Fiction visual prompt from Madison Woods, I knew this is how I would begin my return to my writing porch.
"Facing Cliff" by Juan "One" Sepulveda
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“None of this is real,” Gloria said, her arm sweeping across the scene, diva-like. Breezes from her bell-sleeve were an alarm clock for sleeping birds.
Her friend, Beth, quietly breathed beside her.
Gloria attempted to hide the tree’s feminine spine with her apathy tinged anger.
Three minutes of spacious silence nudged Beth to walk to the edge of the fissure. She spoke to the barren branches tempting death across the divide, “What is more real than fear, than loss, than holding on with all your might until you finally have the courage to let go?”
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