“Look, honey, making art you don’t like will make you sick.” She took a drag on her smoke. “You got any chalk on you?” “I don’t,” I say. “You should. Never know when inspiration will strike you down.” With one last puff on her cigarette, she collected her plastic bucket of rainbow-colored chalk and left. I stayed awhile, taking in her inspiration.
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2 Replies to “Inspiration will strike you down”
I read this wondering what was so great about peace. It’s been so long since the world has had any I’ve forgotten it even existed. Good thing she went and got inspired. I’m still staring at the letters trying to remember…
I know what you mean but when I think of peace now, I think smaller. Like the atmosophere we create in our own homes. Or the moment when the sun is setting and all the palm trees are silhouetted against the sky and it feels like vacation, but I live here. Small moments. The big stuff is too hard to look at right now…
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Hinterland is Real
They say seeing is believing. I didn’t know what that meant until that night. I was coming home late, later than I should, and I knew I was going to catch heck. Momma didn’t even pretend to be patient when me or my sister wasn’t home in time for dinner.
Deadly Mist
The mist crept closer, slithering across the boot prints she left behind on the soft, moist ground. She urged her legs to go faster over the uneven path. A leafless tree grabbed at the flying strands of her long silver hair as she ran past. They hung like shiny tinsel