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Jun092012

Painting Stories #18

 

 

                                   What I got:

You follow her through the crowd. There are beads under your feet that snap and shoot out across the pavement with each step. They fly over your head and slap you on the cheek, but you do not care, will not let your eyes leave the woman’s black hair and the miniature, red top hat cushioned in her stiff curls as she navigates under awnings and arches. She reminds you of a wasp buzzing in between the clotted masses, surfing around tongue-locked couples and dizzy walking travelers. You think she is, perhaps, as dangerous as that creature, seeking out prey, juicy morsels to penetrate, but at that moment, you see only the freedom she offers.

Reader Comments (4)

I love that, dark and compelling. It made me want to read more!

June 9, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterHeather McCorkle

Thanks, Heather. You will read it. :) It's part of my anthology story!

June 10, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterTee

This is is great--I love the image of the beads snapping underfoot. And your new site is gorgeous. Is that a steampunk fair up there on the header!? :)

June 10, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterAJ Larrieu

AJ,
Thanks so much. Yes, it's very steampunk. :) Glad you like the site and the blurb.

June 13, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterTee

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