Three Line Tales: Fiction – Falling #amwriting #3LineTales #flashfiction


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High up her limbs are languid flowing, body rolling, rising, and falling to a steady beat, without fear; the yellow construction beams match her treasured chucks. Then, her fluid movements increase, her limbs are liquid; she halts as the music pauses, then, speeds up. Her hands are sensuous, sliding down her thighs, her leg muscles rotating in elegance; she’s so caught up, she doesn’t realize she’s falling.


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Three Line Tales: Fiction – “Nothing is Forever” #amwriting #flashfiction #3LineTales


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She sits, humming to herself, thread licked thin into the needles eye; her keen eyes once sharp, blurring. She double threads the needle, then ties a thick knot, whispering the words of a beloved song, bringing the needle point in and out and stitching the quilt together. She fingers her roses, dried and fragile, wanting to save them, but recognizing that nothing in this world is forever; not her favorite worn books, nor the last roses her husband gifted.


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Three Line Tales: Poem: Lunes – “Skyward” #3LineTales #poetry #amwriting


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Up and down, up and . . .

I think we’re,

All falling, deep down.

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Up, then down, down then . . .

We dream of —

Flying, not falling.

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Down trodden where’s up?

Feathers spread,

Never down, but skyward.


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