Her tongue drags along the textured surface before drawing the treat through soft lips;taking her sweet time, she suckles…tastes…savors. (140 characters)
“You are afraid that you’ll become dependent,” he said.
She nodded silent agreement.
Experience taught her to fear the thing she needed. (136 characters)
Maybe it’s the thick cucumbers
or the tomatoes waiting to burst in my mouth;
Maybe it’s the creamy dressing.
But, I have a sudden craving.
(138 characters)
Fairy Princess,
Dreamer of Dreams,
Keeper of Hearts,
Dons a plastic and
rhinestone crown
pretending to be all grown up,
“Lookit me, Daddy.”
(139 characters)
Girls grow into women;
Dreams fade;
Hearts scar;
Yet, somewhere inside remains
A fairy princess still pretending,
“Look at me.”
(127 characters)
Little girls don’t grow up; they just get really good at hide and seek. (71 characters)
Fingers plunge effortlessly into wetness then press against waiting, parted lips, “Taste,” she insists. (104 characters)
It isn’t that the wine makes her become someone she’s not; it simply dulls the pain of knowing who she is. (106 characters)
Sometimes pretty girls are hard to see beneath the war paint that disguises them or the armor that surrounds and protects them. (127 characters)
Lights out. In the silence, she cuddles a pillow praying for sleep and dreams – where she is beautiful and flies…into open, waiting arms. (139 characters)