perla rodriguez
Joined July 2021
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Cloud of Pink
Her neck was stretched back and to the point of exhaustion. She was beginning to feel the way people do when they sleep a little too long in a car while trying to replicate the effects of a pillow with a lousy seatbelt. But she paid no mind to the discomfort. Her eyes were set. Fixed. Centered almost on the motions of the blossoms. The way the wind carried them from side to side. Falling like thin pieces of paper. She had missed it, the day of full bloom. But to her the best part wasn’t seeing them bloom, is was watching them dance their way down to the earth.
By perla rodriguez5 years ago in Fiction
