RunningA Story by Derek CummingsA little short prose I wrote to keep pace.
The smell of fresh cut grass, birds chirping, engines humming and heart
pounding. The side walk a carpet of leaves and pine-straw. Sweat running down my face, and worries dwindling with every inhale and exhale. I'm running, and I'm gone. © 2012 Derek Cummings |
StatsAuthorDerek CummingsValdosta, GAAboutI've had a passion for writing for years, both fiction, nonfiction and poetry. Writing novels allows me to unravel my imagination and put my creativity to use. I enjoyed my writing instructor in colle.. more..Writing
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