Writing Prompt

Received

It doesn’t matter what is inside the box

Sealed in the sky blue paper and binding red ribbon

As long as it’s from you, I don’t care what’s given

It could be a gift bought with wads of title

Or something purchased with soul

It could be a gruesome wad of gum made white

Or just some money to pay a toll

I’ll be happy with any, because you thought of me

That means more than an object will...

Standing near them, I could feel their power, a buzzing that makes my ears hurt if I pay too close attention. Sometimes sparks flew, sometimes they reached and touched and burned. There’s Lichtenberg figures (scars, that’s what they are) all across my skin from some past 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴.

One of my new friends radiates something calming, and it’s hard not to relax. He has marks too, but not as...

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December 15, 2020

I’m not one to complain especially not on one of these online review sites. Anyone who knows me know I’m never one to make a fuss. And I’m not one of these fancy pants kids with their avocado ...

Oh, precious liquid, you're so underestimated.

People take you for granted, your value is underrated.

Without you no being can thrive

Human or not, nobody would survive

You quench thirst

More than food, you are first

You keep us clean and neat

Without you no-one is complete

And what about a swim in the sea

When it's hot, no better place to be

It's only when you're not there

That people get a prop...

She glanced at the delicate box on the dining room table, meticulously wrapped in hot pink, which, of course, was her favorite color. She knew, immediately, before even opening the crisp white envelope placed next to it, who it was from. She smiled to herself, thinking of her aunt, Lizzie, who had managed, after all these years, to remember the small details she weaved into their conversations a...

It was an image. Nondescript. Subtle. A shrewd eye would find itself ignorant. A shrewd ear, however, might possess sufficient leads. She'd spoken of that tree before, though few had cared to listen. Their paper empathies were drenched in personal discomfort. Every time she dug up her precious, little story, her friends were forced to suffer through. They were all the same. Or so she thought. Unti...

‘Here,’ said the grey boy, proffering her his jumper, ‘put this on.’ Miku bit her lip, glancing across the room at her brother. He was in deep conversation with the Lieutenant, but she hadn’t missed the hard look he’d thrown this boy’s way. For whatever

reason, Masahiko didn’t trust him. So should she?

‘It’s nice and warm,’ the grey-skinned boy pressed, holding the woollen mass at arm’s length...

It was such a simple thing. A tiny silver locket, rimmed with gold and inscribed with a single date. I ran my fingers over the gilded metal, repeating the numbers over and over again: Five. One. Nineteen ninety-five.

I shoved the locket back into the velvet box, trying to ignore the panic rising within me. There was no way they could've known. This was all just a coincidence. A very, very big coi...

It’s bow was a dazzling red like a frosted snowy rose.

Its wrapping paper was a sight to behold with glossy green of a emerald stone.

It smelt so fresh like angel breath had one whispered under your nose.

And if you looked away then in your eyes corner it glowed.

“Ooh, what could it be billy bean?” Asked mama Joan.

Then billy pouted his lip and said “leave me alone”.

But Through his tears ...

The shop didn’t get many customers. It didn’t have realtors screaming “Location! Location! Location!”. But it was a shop no less and Diane was in desperate need to find a present for her father. Christmas had always been an ugly affair for Diane’s family. Gift giving was hard for a dysfunctional family like hers. Hopefully she could find an acceptable knick knack in this dreadful establishment tha...