symbolism.

Jun 06, 2005 21:49

She stood on the sidewalk, drenched in rain. Every few minutes a car would skid by on a thin carpet of hot street water that appeared in red and gold on the midnight worn pavement. Street lights buzzed and flickered, sending her face in and out of shadows. She was surrounded on all sides by beautiful suburban homes; and they, in turn, were ( Read more... )

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_inhibitions June 7 2005, 02:15:21 UTC
i want to be able to tell you how much i loved that but words can not explain. that was magnificent. more than magnificent. wrapped th guns back up in red velvet. and went to sleep. i love that. i love the metaphor of "a thin carpet of hot street water". and "silent like blossoms from cherry trees". wow. you are an amazing writer. please consider this as a career.

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soxlast_summer_ June 7 2005, 19:19:54 UTC
that was amazing.
i love all of your writing.
everything..every word, every sentence, every phrase was just amazing.
you're so good at this.
i agree with _inhibitions, this would be the perfect career for you.

and by the way, i hope you feel better, because i could tell by the tone of your writing that it seems as though you're feeling sad. i don't know exactly what's going on but like i said, i hope you feel better.

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