Urgent Plea

Standing in lunar light, hands extended to cloudy, star studded skies, I scream to the heavens. Silhouette me!

This cursed disease. It is a time machine with rusted levers. Disengaging cogs cranking ever more slowly. They will stop far too soon. I cannot leave shadows behind. Dark thoughts of what-ifs and could-have-beens. Family and friends who will only remember the deep hollows of my eyes. The chaffed dry skin pulled tautly across these brittle bones.

They deserve better. I deserve better. Realign your celestial scrim! If there be Ursa Major, then let there be me. A forever galaxy of light.

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Originally written for a Flash Fiction challenge/competition I saw — to write a piece of 100 words or less, using the word “silhouette.” Unfortunately, I waited too long and the deadline was past. Assurances to my readers: this is fiction.Β Photo in public domain at Pixabay.com

12 thoughts on “Urgent Plea

  1. Charley July 21, 2017 / 9:03 am

    Universal plea …nicely written! The tone is on the mark.

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  2. Renee Espriu July 21, 2017 / 11:36 am

    Fiction though it might be it is beautifully written. For some people in my life this could be any one of their thoughts.

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  3. Adda July 21, 2017 / 3:08 pm

    Love it! “it is a time machine with rusted levers” – ah so true… beautifully written.

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    • lillian July 25, 2017 / 12:01 pm

      Thank you, Adda! πŸ™‚ We almost had a trip to Iowa planned….but it got nixed. We’ll get there again I’m sure πŸ™‚

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