For Sacha Black’s flash fiction challenge, 52 words on the theme: the distance between.
Nothing left to say, our hands lie still on the white tablecloth in the candlelight, where once fingers would have entwined, inextricable as tree roots. Now in the silence of no more words, hands lie idle, our fingers leaving a white space between your warmth and mine, the distance between the stars.
May I use this in a post, re-imagining it in verse?
Of course! I was thinking of doing an expanded version anyway since 52 words is pretty short.
Thank you.
https://rivrvlogr.wordpress.com/2017/02/16/lost-in-space/
I commented on Ken’s that this seemed like a poem to be, too, and beautifully written. You have a whole tale, and though the story is common enough, I wonder about this couple.
It’s the kind of story that is so common, as you say, and it could go either way. They’ll either wake up to one another, or they’ll drift apart.
So very well written Jane, lovely imagery in so few words…
Thanks so much, Michael 🙂
Great reading yours and Ken’s in succession. They complement each other beautifully. (K)
They do. I’m glad Ken thought to add his two penn’orth.
Ahhh yes, the distance between two hearts. So true for so many sadly. Beautiful entry.
Thanks Sacha 🙂