Microfiction #Writephoto: Tattered Moon

For Sue Vincent’s photo prompt. Once, they said, the moon was round and glowed like a pale sun, casting soft grey shadows on the grass. Once, the moon was fat-bellied like a pregnant woman, and shone with the same splendour. Once the tides rolled waves up the strand to the dunes, then drew them back … Continue reading Microfiction #Writephoto: Tattered Moon

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