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Her Tree

Dear FridayFictioneers

I picked up my short in progress, working title Tariff Street,  to march it on, to cajole it along, but that tree picture was niggling away. Another story needed to be told. I hope you do not mind indulging my imagination one more time this week on this inspiring photo prompt from Sandra Crook.

Her Tree by Kelvin M. Knight

There’s a tree here only she can see. A tree she has always seen, but never felt. This stone wall circling it is important. She put the stones here, carried them all herself. She built this wall, seeing and feeling everything: her boys regarding her curiously; her husband smiling nonsensically. Dear Matty and Ronnie, mud covers their faces like warpaint. They play with those shields he made. She took their swords away. Away to this tree. This tree she wishes she could not see. This tree that hurts yet knows nothing, of her life, of the monster inside her husband.

(100 words)


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First and foremost I am a reader, then a storyteller. My reading tastes are eclectic. My writing can focus around the intimacy of closed settings and may tend towards characters who might be hiding something from themselves.

12 thoughts on “Her Tree

  1. Ouch – the last line stung – and I felt a three part energy in your piece – the middle was my fav and it resonated so much in my mind that I read it a few times – and wondered about the colon – but oh so good:
    seeing and feeling everything: her boys regarding her curiously; her husband smiling nonsensically”

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