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For our first challenge we were supposed to write a piece of flash fiction in any format, 200 words or less, beginning with the line "Shadows crept across the wall." Using the word "orange," ending with "and everything faded," and making it exactly 200 words were extra challenges. Here's my piece:
Shadows creep across the wall,
whisper across my skin,
searching for something
though I have nothing left to give.
So I clave to the darkness
like a bittersweet memory
that's too painful to hold on to
though I refuse to let go.
I can see it in my dreams,
feel it in my bones,
taste it on my lips,
as though I took a bite of the night sky
and now hold it in captivity,
teasing on the edge of release.
And though I know it is not a tangible thing,
it is my closet companion
as I feel this dark candy melt under my tongue,
and find some graceless slumber
in a place it doesn't belong.