abandoned, broken, and dreaming

Abandoned to a lonely fate, needed no more alone and useless ~ Broken in pieces time's unendurable weight grinds all into dust ~ Dreaming of the stream reaching for the river, what was, will never be ~ This is my entry for The Daily Press' Weekly Photo Challenge: Abandoned and Weekly Writing Challenge: Threes. The photo…

the emptiness: 1000 words

The shadows seemed to grow darker as she got closer to them. Her little solo game of hopscotch seemed to end with her just a little bit closer to the shadows every day. Maybe the shadows will swallow her up before summer ends. Her parents didn't like her playing around the abandoned fort. They said…