Penname-Emile

United States

Writer of bad science-fiction
Lover of instant oatmeal
Connoisseur of fine fiction podcasts

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Howdy, it's me.
I write infrequently- but I sure do try my darnedest to make something semi-legible.
Feedback appreciated on my weird ramblings.

Wings

January 21, 2021

FREE WRITING

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    I have a fantasy that I am somehow cursed. I once found fifteen dented cans of garbanzo beans scattered across the sidewalk in early February, half buried in the snow. Patterns of things follow me. I’d like to believe that existence is repeating itself in an attempt to give me some sort of a sign, but I’m afraid that I may be illiterate in whatever script it’s using.
     I keep finding dead birds. Once I found a pair of wings. No blood, nothing. Just two wings laid out on the fracturing concrete.

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3 Comments
  • Starlitskies

    This is so beautiful! I love the eerie vibe and how nonchalant the protagonist is. It's powerful as a standalone piece, but I think this would be such a great opening for a bigger piece. Just my opinion. Can't wait to see what you write next! :)


    8 months ago
  • Zirong

    Wow i love the flow and unconventional vibe. Can’t wait to read more!


    8 months ago
  • Yellow Sweater

    Eerie... I love "Patterns of things follow me" What a great way of summarizing and expanding the vegetable curse:)


    8 months ago