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Spring

May 31, 2020 2 Comments

Spring
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The grass glows in a luscious green. When she closes her eyes, Aylin can almost smell it, can feel a soft breeze brushing against her skin.

She watches children playing in the garden. Imagines the sound of their laughter, their shrieks of excitement.

On a bench, a couple is absorbed in conversation, tenderly stroking each other’s arms as they talk.

Aylin presses her face against the cold wall of glass. It has been such a long time since she felt a warmer touch. “Tomorrow we will run another test,” the doctor has assured her. Please, let it be negative this time.

By B.E.Seidl

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  1. derekmcmillan1951 says

    June 1, 2020 at 9:42 am

    This is a very moving story conveyed with an economy of words.

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  2. Le Zblugg says

    June 2, 2020 at 8:41 am

    Confinement is at its worse when experienced solo. This has a sweet, hopeful sadness to it.

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