CAROLYN O'DOHERTY
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chalk

4/27/2018

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The white chalk line meandered down the pavement. It slithered over the curb, avoiding the gutter with a delicate swerve. Pebbles it could overrun. Cracks added interest. Feet only scuffed the surface. Puddles, however, were to be avoided. 

The line curled itself into letters: Max was here, Johnny loves April, SMILE.  A short detour left behind a drawing of a cat.  A few quick lines and a blank sidewalk transformed into a game of hopscotch. Children laughed. The chalk moved on.

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wishes

4/20/2018

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The crab crawls across the beach, sand flicking away from his twisted legs in little furrows. The crab’s eye stalks wave towards the sky, searching for the shadow that brings silent wing-borne death. All that whispers from the air today is wind. Maybe, he thinks, the wind will bring a genie. Wishes will be granted, children will fly, and men will turn invisible. The crab skitters sideways to avoid the remains of a large shell. The crab wishes that his shell was hard as diamonds and that it emitted a seagull thwarting scent. The shell wishes that it still rested under the sea, where the surroundings were cool and no one picked it up and set it to molder on a shelf. What about the genie? Does it get a wish? The genie just wants to dissolve into the wind and float around the world in a vague, disparate, cloud, untroubled by the desires of man or crab or shell.
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The mirror broke

4/14/2018

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When the mirror broke, the pieces scattered across the living room floor like lethal confetti. Slivers glittered in the light. Images flickered, disconnected and startling. The frame slumped against the wall, its black wood dull without the distraction of reflection. The paper in its center had a splotch of mold shaped like the face of a bearded man.

The guests stared at the shattered disaster. No one moved to clear it up. The shards taunted them with their knife sharp edges, eyeing soft finger with greedy lips. Come on, they seemed to crow, sweep me up.
I dare you.

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    Scribbles are thoughts, musings, stories, and poems. Scribbles are inconsistently added, quick, short, and (hopefully!) fun.

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