Bugsy Watts
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Got bit by the writing bug.
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The Lookout
The wind blew from the east that evening. Or maybe it was the west. I can't remember. Danny would know. He always knew that sort of thing. I never understood how or why he remembered such things but I didn't need to understand. I trusted him. That night was much like this one, where the breeze mingles with the pinks and yellows of the sky at dusk as if the spirits use their breath like paintbrushes, whistling and blowing their creation into the atmosphere. I remember that evening. It hangs clearly on the white wall of my room, like a living mural only I can see.
By Bugsy Watts6 months ago in Fiction
Stopping by the Park at Sunset
A soft sigh escaped my lips as we settled on the bench at the edge of the park. I held myself in stillness for a moment, before turning to that feeling of your eyes on me. I wondered how you could look so intently at someone you barely knew. Was I interesting because I was shiny and new? Maybe you were the type to gaze upon things you wished to understand. I could only stand to look in your eyes for a moment before shyness pulled my gaze to the ground.
By Bugsy Watts7 months ago in Fiction
