Category Archives: Write on Edge

Too Slow

His face was etched with malice. She cringed. Why was he always so angry? He approached slowly, intently. She backed away with equal intent. Too slow. He lunged. ____________________ This post was written in reponse to a prompt by Write … Continue reading

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Loud and Clear

I watch as the water runs in a compilation of rapid rivers from the kitchen faucet. My wrist reveals what I’d already known from the thousand times I had checked it before: not too hot; not too cold. The tiny … Continue reading

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The Last Breath

One final breath. Muscles tighten, then release; an earthly presence gone. Another’s breath taken and released: tiny and new. Strong. Alive. ____________________ One final breath. Muscle tightens, then releases; a mother gone. Another’s breath taken and released: tiny and new. … Continue reading

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Shell of a Girl

The movie was boring at best. My fourteen year old mind wasn’t too keen on the whole concept of “Death Wish,” regardless of which part it happened to be. I snuggled into the blanket, trying to immerse myself in the … Continue reading

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The Best of Intentions

I was frustrated. No.. beyond frustrated. He had been screaming for hours. Not for what seemed like hours, but for literal hours. I had rocked him. I had nursed him and burped him. I had walked miles in our living … Continue reading

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