-stagnant-

A short story I wrote a while ago about change.

You are not sunken eyes and the smell of smoke. You are not bloody fingernails and skeletal arms. You are not chattering teeth and twitching fingers. You are not stretch marks and you are not bruises and you are not scars.

You are glowing cheeks and smudged palms. You are bright eyes and a healthy body and above all you are beautiful. You are coffee rings and the smell before the rain and the daisies blooming in Spring and the sound of a quickened heartbeat.

You are malleable. You are ever-changing.

Resist the urge to remain stagnant.

Author's Note

Any reviews welcome :)

Reviews

[RibhyMay]

So heartbreakingly beautiful, a valuable life lesson for all. Well done you clever sausage.

[Eloise]

Thank you so much, you spork