DissipationA Story by Alexander D. MayIt's one of my shorter stories. More of something to post 'just to post'. I came up with it in a mere 10 minutes, I hope this doesn't detract from it's worth though. Head looking down at the microscopic grains of sand littered upon ground, was what this woman was doing. Her eyes were like a dam, overflowing, holding back the tears which persistently tried to cleanse her soul of the sadness she faced. Depression, for her, it was a cunning thief, taking away the simple pleasures in life. The ones that truly make our days matter. Anticipation. Loss. Heartache. Depression. These words bounced around in her head, a negative affirmation which consistently reminded her little she was worth. Words, they form our beings. One letter by one letter, a sentence by a sentence, paragraph by paragraph. This woman tempted fate, to look up. What did she see? Alas, a dim sky, a dead tree, a sense of hopelessness. A single warm tear fell heavily from her eye. Falling in perfect formation until it hit the ground, which of course is when it splattered and became part of the dirt, dissolving and dissipating, falling and bleeding, becoming eliminated by the world and soaking into the earth. Just like her.
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3 Reviews Added on October 18, 2012 Last Updated on October 18, 2012 Tags: Tear, earth, perception, anticipation, loss, heartache, affirmation, flash fiction, 200 words AuthorAlexander D. MayTallahassee, FLAboutThis box begs me to tell about myself. Such a vague question, for I barely know who I am. I'm currently stuck in a musical and literary purgatory; indecisive to what I will do too with my life. I'm a .. more..Writing
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