Secret Life in 6 Words
Surreptitious existence marked by cryptic messages. By Shari Marshall -2019
Category: Writing
Missing Reflections
A mirror looking one way reveals copper tears falling into a gold coloured vase. Through the crystal years I waited. Through the diamond nights I cried rubies, jewels, and emeralds that I once saw in his eyes. Sapphires that cut like daggers in a pearly white mist. I lost my precious gem beneath it; it’s… Continue reading Missing Reflections
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Unidentified
News headlines in a frenzy. Conspiracy theorists speculating wildly. Nobody with any real answers and the missing person list growing larger every day. The heat from the incinerator is almost too much to bare. Couple that with the feeling of sweat and soot coating the skin and it is enough to drive a person insane.… Continue reading Unidentified
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When double lives cross
As she looked down on his lifeless form she wondered how they could have gone their whole lives together without her knowing his secret. The pain of his omission was still fresh and she urged to lash out at him but instead struggled with the unjust reality that she would never be able to. Instead… Continue reading When double lives cross
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Watered Down Coffee & A Manila Envelop
It all started with a cup of coffee. It wasn’t even a good cup of coffee, but how was I supposed to know what the cup of coffee was predicting? I always expected the moment I’d be forced to shrug off my sleepy little life would happen with words whispered into my ear by… Continue reading Watered Down Coffee & A Manila Envelop
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Wings or Fins Princess?
The store front wasn’t extraordinary, in fact it looked like all the other store fronts on the street. The only difference was that the display window for this store was blackened out. I looked over at Summer standing beside me, she was considering the store front with an expression that sent shivers down my spine.… Continue reading Wings or Fins Princess?
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Waffles versus Pancakes
There was nobody at the table, but it was set for 2. I stood facing it and considering. All I had been told was to pick a seat while I waited, and this table had the only chairs. In front of one chair was a perfect stack of warm pancakes. The butter was melting on… Continue reading Waffles versus Pancakes
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Dance
They dance alone in the moonlight under a sky of a thousand stars. They’re only black silhouetted images blending softly in the shadows as they carry on, caught in an enchanting magic, and a beauty to catch any eye. As morning starts its dawning the dancers dissipate like a dust that is snatched up in… Continue reading Dance
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The Rain
The forest looked different this morning after days of rain. The eerie feeling hadn’t washed away but instead was magnified by a heavy silence. The branches on the trees pulled towards the ground and with no wind to stir them it felt oppressive and suffocating. The small snippets of sky that could be seen… Continue reading The Rain
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Janus-faced
Janus-faced Everyone has two shadows. Everyone has two faces; the one we hold and the one it replaces. – By Shari Marshall Google search defines Janus-faced as “having two sharply contrasting aspects or characteristics” (Google search July 6, 2018) January’s theme is contrast. Post a link in the comment section below with your interpretation of… Continue reading Janus-faced
Brewing Coffee, Twisting Words & Breaking Pencils 