Jill Hampton James
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WORDS! I absolutely LOVE words! Strong words, gentle words, emotional words. Pictures are conjured with words. Adjectives are the palette of the artist. Verbs are the locomotion of of the brush. Adverbs are the dexterity of touch.WORDS!
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ITTY BITTY KITTY
I returned home one afternoon from running errands only to find sitting on my doormat the most bedraggled kitten I had ever seen. He was a reddish brown color (?), weak and feeble to point out his finer features. I looked around the yard only to find a feral momma sitting watching me intently. Dont worry about your baby, I told her. I will take good care of him. I scooped him up and hurried inside.
By Jill Hampton James5 years ago in Petlife
THE LAST WALTZ
Well, that is odd, I thought to myself. Amid the rubble and debris, the remaining shell-shocked population shambling about in despair, there it was, the only thing visible with any real shape, substance, or meaning. I froze momentarily from rummaging thru the debris of a burnt-out house looking for any morsel of food or something resembling it. I brushed the tangled mop of unwashed hair away from my face with my tattered gloved hand. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. And yet it wasn’t the first time, nor the second. For weeks I had noticed it. Recently the occasions seemed to be happening more frequently For an instant, I was awash in memories of another time and place, a happier time, a simpler place. I was jolted back to my current reality by the insistent growling in my stomach and the noisy approach of others on the same search as I was. The crazed look in their eyes as they scrambled over piles of broken concrete and shattered dreams hurried me along with the few unlabeled cans I managed to find.
By Jill Hampton James5 years ago in Fiction
