Tag: life
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COLOURBLIND
I can only see one colour. Of all the colours I would have chosen to see the world in, this wouldn’t be it. It’s not red: filled with passion, love, lust or danger. It’s not yellow: warm, welcoming, bursting with life. It’s not blue: cool, calm, serene. No, it’s grey. Dull, drab, neutral, washed-out grey.…
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FRUIT OF THE LOOM
His big hands would never be able to string up the intricate spindles, though she welcomed the attention of those capable hands on other occasions. His strong legs could push the treadles faster but he adored the shapely toned thighs and calves constantly pedalling the loom gave her. They each had their field of expertise:…
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GILT-EDGED
Glass roses, gilt-edged with gold, smashed and splintered. He sits among them, the broken shards of his life. She has gone now, the fire and the fury. She will return, he knows. She will do it again. Why does he put up with it? That abstract notion of love? Loyalty? Or shame? Shame that a…
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INSULATED
She held the blanket to her face and breathed in. The fragrance hit her. She pictured him in sunshine, among the flowers of the rose garden they used to visit. She saw his smile and those wide blue eyes. The fragrance wasn’t him of course. The smell that had stained the blanket was the medicine,…
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MORNING ROUTINE
The sun came over the small village and the first signs of life began stirring. Looking down she watched the same routine unfold as it always did. A light came on at the Klein’s house – the children had risen too early again. Lithe Jenny Wright appeared dressed in luminous jacket and running tights and…
Iain Kelly 