Writing Prompt: Destruction

I tipped the vase from the mantle and it smashed on the fireplace. There was no water in it and when I knelt down to gather up the pieces, I sat there examining them, noting the cleanness of the breaks. There was one large piece, part of the base. The neck broke into three imperfect... Continue Reading →

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He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven HAD I the heavens' embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half-light, I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my... Continue Reading →

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