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Writing Exercise: Straw

Updated: Oct 31, 2021

Written in straw

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Heras world in now ash. A mathematician without so much as ink and paper.


All she has now is weeds. Straw to be.


But the need. Oh the need. To write. To calculate.


"Mom! We're safe now. why are you crying?"


Her son. Molière. After the playwright, not misspelling the candelabra's name.

He's in denial. For now.


Now, to go the their, laughable, approximation, of a barn.


And experiment.


She takes cut grass, for compost. And ties it.

Knots it.


She makes it.


It only took three months, incredulous.

But now...


The Echo of her ideas is reflected back to her...


On the straw.

 

Originally posted on twitter.

Image by M. Maggs from Pixabay

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