3WW, short story


three word wednesday: dangerous, keepsake, restless

dangerous and misplaced his soul rolled three cartwheels before tumbling to a slow sloppy stop. questioning the recoil of tangible life the keepsake of suggestion emptied the breath from his anchored restlessness. quiet and barefoot the cool edge of sand and surf awoke his detached exploration. responding to the unquenchable he decided to stay the day while observing the setting sun over the stormy seas sliding past the gray horizon.


7 thoughts on “liberty

  1. the first sentence’s got me hook, sounds like someone just died and gone to the clouds and now is now is stopping to enjoy the sunset that he never got to enjoy when he was alive…or maybe not

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