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Tag Archives: sweat
Cold call
“What’re you looking at- The scar on my back? My wary eye? My ex’s marks?” “I am looking for a shiver, a panicky eye, the sweat drops as you turn and run.” P.S: Linked to Trifecta Writing Challenge- http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/2013/02/trifextra-week-fifty-three.html
Posted in adult, define, emotions, leave marks on skin, marks on skin, poetry, relationships, trifecta, woman
Tagged fear, generate fear, look and leer, mark of my ex, scar, shiver, stalk, strange conversation, stranger, sweat, the smell of panic, turn and run, wary eye
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ducking the duck
i pitied the ducks their fate, forced to bear with sweat and grime and sub-standard game, a wash only in ages except noisome splashes in chlorined pool-water, cringing with me as chortles distorted their bodies into strained seams- poor spineless toys: it … Continue reading
Posted in accessory, adult, cheeky, outdoors, poetry, shapes, sport, yellow lens
Tagged awash, badminton, chlorined, chortle, duck, ducklined, elastic, fate, flab, flabbily middle-aged, game, glee, gleeful, grime, grime and game, humor, match, mismatch, outdoors, play, pool-water, poor duck, sag, shorts, sport, sports, sub-standrad game, sweat, tennis, wash, water, wet
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utilitarian beauty
plastic bags digging in- to her palms, leaving red welts where they had hung all the way from town to home, her hair a bit sticky, strands rebelling against her chignon, conniving with sweat tracing an easy line down the curve … Continue reading
Wholly uncool
New event in athletics- running, hampered by a bulky, prospectively unsteady baggage on your back, dressed not in the stretchiest of trousers, buttoned to the throat, replete with a tie that flaps and distracts you. Shoes, you can choose. But this is serious and your … Continue reading
Posted in cheeky, short short story, snip-snippet, time
Tagged athletics, balance, bus, city, city bus, clothing, crowd, eight hours, fashion, formal work-wear, humour, jog, life, man, manage time, run, smile, stamina, style, suit, sweat, tie, time, welcome to my city, work
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The ides of March
I sense a change in season, a suddenly sodden twist, like a jarring note in between… Am I going out of tune or will I match my step, and my instep intact as I turn the corner? Should I watch … Continue reading
