Inspiration point (IP)

This week's Inspiration Point is to explore our auditory sense. Hearing, metaphorical or otherwise, I will look forward to reading the responses. 

Inspiration point

Walnut Shells

I sat on a cotton leaf inside a sour sugar cube While the doctor asked me questions. He was late again today. The walls in this place are thick, But...
Cherry

I Can Stop When I Want To

A train ride. I am moving in parallel lines. I am half-cut, face-pressed-against-the-glass glad to get out of here. The familiar sights fade, and I...
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Living with Post-Natal Exhaustion

I retrieve the baby wipes from the fridge and the pleasantly chilled bag of spuds from the chest freezer. We’re too tired to work out who is to blame any more.

Scribbles From the End: Apocalypse Love

The government is coming back today. Their great black bulldogs are coming, Trundling into our grey city And turning its ashy bones to splinters...
Cherry

No Angels

It was raining. Standing at the open French windows, a redolent wind blew a strand of hair across her cheek, and for a second she fancied there was a certain hint of Byzance in the air– Julie’s late sister’s signature perfume.

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