Everything that she saw glowing during the day seemed tarnished beside the light that was at the heart of the evening. the bleached color of things replaced by a beauty that stole into everything. the pale yellow leaves grew golden. The white gems opened up their hearts and shone.
Karen FoxleeTag: beauty-in-everything
When she stopped kissing him his hand went to her waist to pull her back. the sun beat down on us. The day quivered. The sky was as deep as the ocean. We breathed underwater.
Karen FoxleeTag: fantasy
After the kiss some of it still sparkled in the air around her.
Karen FoxleeTag: love
Our house was like sleeping beauties palace after the enchanted spell is cast
Karen FoxleeTag: simile
If we knew everything would change we would have turned back but we didn't know. Thats how things happen. Especially sunny days hide dark moments in their pockets.
Karen FoxleeTag: reality
The cicadas were singing a song.
It was a one-noted, one-worded; The words sounded like "please".
They were singing and singing and singing and the whole world was falling down.
Tag: reality-expectation
Big secrets were catastrophic. However hard you try to hide them, they bob to the surface and you must go over them again and again. They are taken out so often they become worn smooth as a river stone. You have to carry them around you like a baby. The secret grows until you feel like you are a skin that covers it, a thin skin, easily split, ripe
Karen FoxleeTag: wisdom-quote
This is because secrets are terrible things.
Even the simplest ones
Tag: wisdom-quote
All those days had been removed, simply and precisely, whole weeks brimming with cloudless blue skies neatly severed and discarded. We needed Beth's name shouted not whispered.
Karen FoxleeTag: reality-dreams
A glimpse, a little piece of their story, flapping like ribbon in the wind.
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