. Run your fingers Through my hair… If you need a runaway ticket,I’ll be there!Let’s pack up lightFor a road trip to nowhere,Just you and meOur whispers and our stares.And while you driveI’ll giggle and captureThis highway museum’sVery best pictures…Immortalizing everyMile we cover,Step on the speed pedalMake the landscape go blurryPlease, my dear Lover!
. The train station was empty and her high heels resonated eerily on the freshly rain-washed concrete. She was a bit ahead of schedule, but who could have blamed her? A new life awaited her, and she was eager to leave town, to wherever her feet would lead her. People usually feared the unknown. She…… Continue reading She’s a little runaway… – FFFC
Her feet ached, as she gave the old Vespa the eye… She had her good share of flaws, but stealing wasn’t one of them. Still, knowing that she didn’t have enough money to take the train, the temptation was there. She was sitting on the edge of the sidewalk, when a lady’s voice interrupted her…… Continue reading Runaway – #1MinFiction
I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date the year before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I decided to participate… So…… Continue reading Gone… (May 29th FFF)
How many times had she thought about it? Enough to be curious, obviously. She had seen it so many times on tv. Shows about people who had mysteriously vanished from their homes… No sign of kidnapping, no apparent reason for leaving their life behind. No clues as to where they would have gone.…… Continue reading Gone…
Both hands on the wheel, foot to the floor, hair in the wind, an eye on the rearview mirror… I don’t even ask myself anymore. How do I do it? What is it about me, that makes things tumble like a house of cards? Every time. I know it can’t be love. Love doesn’t…… Continue reading Wrecking ball…
Cyranny's Cove 