So often we trust strangers. The normal people similar to us, living black coffee lives, running boring errands like buying milk or paying the electric bill; we trust these people all the time from our safety to our capabilities. We trust that strangers will stay in their lane when we pass them and not swerve [...]
Author: raindropfiction
I am a creative writer. I find inspiration through from my family, the view from my back porch, and the multi-colored window where I see and experience love.
Making Room
This was one of Mag’s favorite things. Even more favorite than scooping up a sneaky drip of melting cherry ice cream with her tongue just before it made the cone soggy. Even more favorite than the shooting star sound of her jacket zipper going up fast, and the train track sound of it coming down [...]
The Story of Each of Us
There are certain places where you can hear the air. Air, not the wind for that is certainly different. Wind makes a sound of conviction, the ocean does this too, consistently reminding you that it is at work. The work and the movement of wind - whether it be the roll of foam and light [...]
Arms Or Branches
Dedicated to anyone who searches for improving themselves, and to anyone who finds comfort in strange places. -SHP Something unusual happened to Grace on day eighty-seven. The buckeye tree was in the same place, waiting, which had been the routine for eighty-six days. It had been in the same place then and hadn’t decided to pick [...]
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