Day 166 Writing Short Things

Rove

The restlessness of mind roving through every word, every thought, clutching onto them like rafts in the darkness.

Cat

She was her universe. Her everything. The soft meow, the paw in the right place, and she was on her mercy. She was the star, the queen of the universe. She was a cat, and she her owner. She was the reason to stay still.

Fast-Food Joint

His downfall, his hatred, his lies, all in him and not the fault of his. The money was to be made. The investors had to be kept happy, and he was let go. And now here he was, flipping burgers, unable to confess to his family what had become of him. It was the economy. It was his age. It was all, and nothing. It was how the world was made. The human world. Not the nature.

The prompts are from the book A Year of Creative Writing Prompts.

Oh, this kind of day. Day of short things and a few words.

I wish you all the words of all lengths and sizes with all the meanings and double meanings. Thank you for reading ❤