he stepped out into the chilly night. swaddled by its silence, he reflected on his little girl, who was inside celebrating her forever-after. he was briefly mesmerized by the trembling amber in his half-empty glass; then swallowed its #yakamoz#vss365

Be sweet, you whisper scalded by the kettle mist that fogs the garden view where, perhaps, the grevillea dovetails soft by the honeyed pine bench you wouldn’t know, back door a portcullis guarded by emu grass & him perhaps, blister eyes thinned & tea-cold #vss365#writingprompt

You would have loved the word #treppenwort#vss365

his isolation spares him #treppenwort#vss365

Meet me by the tree, he said like it’s the same like each leaf hasn’t kissed the sky in a tsundoku of spent passions like the garrulous shade didn’t chill the lonely root that yearns for a quiet place like the deep rings don’t spiral, ever outwards into the unknown #vss365#writingprompt

You've blown my gaze open; pupils, like rising dough, cling to the shape of your face. I'm stumbling, star-drunk, seeing everything through the lens of you, painfully aware that I cannot conquer every finger, freckle, hair, that your body is a million worlds, a sinuous, breathing #tsundoku#vss365

we’ll grow melons in the desert, you said & they told you no but you did; there’s no wisdom like a homeless heart, resplendent with bone & splinters be careful, you said not to fall on those edges & they told you no & bled, hot & red like another desert, one so much older & further away #vss365

ash and cigarettes littered the discarded #melon#vss365

she was unconsciously picking the leather armrest when the newbie walked in—young & lithe. her #amorous#vss365

The #lackadaisical#circus#vss365#vssdaily#scifiSat#horrorPrompt