What can YOU say in six sentences?
Damp Breeze
Stagnant air surrounded me, bringing edgy feelings of resentment.
It gnawed at me, I chewed at it until one thought remained, I hated my job.
I sought solace in repetitively thinking lemon aid, thinking iced tea, nothing worked.
From behind a damp breeze caressed my neck while the smell of rain demanded my attention.
Turning in my chair toward the open window I saw leaves hued in iridescent yellow just before they turned dark green.
The sky erupted…
ContinueAdded by Craig on February 23, 2013 at 11:00am — 5 Comments
Pastoral Winds From A Writer's Green Chair
Added by Steve Wayne on May 1, 2011 at 8:30pm — 1 Comment
Summer-Time.
Added by mal on July 15, 2009 at 9:30pm — 6 Comments
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