A scene, June of Sweet Dream
June held her phone in her hand as Mumford & Sons' "White Blank Page" played on the speaker. The song was stripped down and beautiful, eerie and calming. She walked barefoot through the apartment. Her flowing skirt fell just above her ankles. The fabric felt soft against her skin. The warmth of the floor reminded her that it was still winter. She stopped in the middle of the apartment and closed her eyes. The song wrapped around her and filled her mind. She breathed in slowly as though the music would fill her. She paused briefly before she allowed the air to leave her lungs. Melancholy was all that was left. She took another breath and stopped the music before she walked to the kitchen.
Posting a comment to your writing must be similar to the way my daughter feels when doing art with her mommy, we’re both using the same tools, but I don’t want to have mine next to yours because the comparison shows off my flaws.
ReplyDeleteThat being said, I really liked this excerpt.
Thank you!!
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