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The carnival came to town | writings of raikay
https://writingofraikay.wordpress.com/2014/02/17/the-carnival-came-to-town
Short writings of mine. The carnival came to town. It was warm, and gooey and sticky sweet in a way that only served to punctuate the aridness of the brown haze in the air. She licked her lips and tasted the red cherry sugar, syrupy as it melted in the heat. Another bite brought tangy, cool, wetness, memories of another lifetime. Memories of summer and laughter. Memories of tire swings in the shade. Memories of a simpler life before things changed. By R on 2014/02/17. Posted in Seeded Writing. Create a f...
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Clippings | writings of raikay
https://writingofraikay.wordpress.com/2014/09/24/clippings
Short writings of mine. Reading over the news she was filled with melancholy. It was such an accomplishment but bittersweet too. Such a long time ago, so many opportunities met and so many lost, where had all the years gone? She didn’t know what had prompted it, why she had strayed from her course. It was probably just a fluke but the consequences were far more than she ever could have guessed. In one fateful moment her entire path changed and life would never be the same again. By R on 2014/09/24. Follo...
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melancholy | writings of raikay
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Short writings of mine. I can’t seem to remember when or where I’ve felt this before. Why does it feel important? By R on 2014/03/11. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email. K's mumbo jumbo.
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Glass bubble | writings of raikay
https://writingofraikay.wordpress.com/2014/03/25/glass-bubble
Short writings of mine. The blade glistens in the moonlight. An aura shimmering, imbued with a life of its own, clings to the blood trying to escape dying as the hot sticky liquid dries. I place the knife down on the table and turn to the matter at hand. I clench my jaw to fight back the pain coming from the hole in my chest. Just 5 more minutes, then I’ll be fine…. My heart is safe, protected, untouchable. By R on 2014/03/25. Posted in Seeded Writing. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here.
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A favorite color | writings of raikay
https://writingofraikay.wordpress.com/2014/09/29/a-favorite-color
Short writings of mine. Before the short… this writing was prompted from a task to write describing a favorite color without mentioning the color at all. I decided to go more abstract with where it led and am pleased with how it turned out. I’m interested to see what anyone reading might think the color is…. A crash, a boom, and the air sparkled with glistening magic. The show was about to begin. By R on 2014/09/29. Posted in Seeded Writing. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Blog at Wo...
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To the ends of the earth | writings of raikay
https://writingofraikay.wordpress.com/2014/03/11/to-the-ends-of-the-earth
Short writings of mine. To the ends of the earth. It’s dusk when I stop at the small dive. It doesn’t look like much but they have good coffee and better service. Glancing around I light a cigarette and pull the envelope put of my jacket. I read through the bulletin… description, last known whereabouts, known hangouts, last known point of contact. Eh, the typical stuff. Hair: Long and auburn. Height: 5′ 7′. Distinguishing marks: A thin crescent shaped scar on the left cheekbone. By R on 2014/03/11. Notif...