Challenge
Challenge of the Month VIII
Running. You are (or your character is) running from something. Or running to something. Or maybe you just left the faucet running. The theme this month is running. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose. $100 purse to our favorite entry. Outstanding entries will be shared with our publishing partners.
Nowhere
I’m lost, lost in my own head.
I live, in my own head.
I thrive, my own head.
I survive, in my own head.
I step in and out of actually nowhere, praying I end up somewhere.
The days are excruciating, nights bring joy.
I see her skin, I move her hips, and I feel her under my touch, she’s here, but she’s nowhere.
Life is going everywhere, but yet she’s still stuck elsewhere.
Running in circles, consuming the inner ecstasy.
Excited in the darkness, landing into the arms of I am there.
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