Category: prose
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1203: RDP Image
Image of a cow having a good ol’ feed in the hedgerows — and blocking country lane traffic in Devon UK. Posted for Ragtag Daily Prompt: Cow ©Misky 2006-2026.
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1003: dVerse Quadrille
my dawn crowarrives —black oracle of skyfeathered shadowon winter’s perch. you listento my whispers,small words to morning’sfinal stars. rise my breathto your bright eye,stir the sky, my crow.keeper of quiet waysguardian of unseen paths. Written for De’s quadrille #243 to birds. Some images created with Midjourney; all writing is authentically my own original work.©Misky 2006-2026.
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1003: Six Sentence Story
Brigid’s Diary, 1834 The Crowd Becomes a Question — Episode II The crowd tightened without warning, sound folding in on itself until every voice became an elbow. I stepped forward because hunger has an arithmetic I know by heart, and the children nearest me were speaking it with their whole bodies.Chopped language and uniforms surfaced…
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0303: Six Sentence Story
Brigid’s Diary, 1834, The Loom Breathes Episode I: Lyon France The silk looms had been breathing all night, a wooden patience that learned anger one shuttle at a time. By morning the steep streets of Lyon filled with canuts climbing toward the Croix-Rousse, silk thread clinging to their sleeves like pale cobwebs, their boots striking…
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Vivaldi’s Winter — L’Inverno (1st Movement) #8
8 Vivaldi’s Winter — L’Inverno (1st Movement) Prologue for the Deaf Listener: This project (multi-part) is written with the deaf reader in mind. It translates orchestral movement into embodied language. These words are the sound of cold becoming a lash. Bring on the wind with teeth of glass, biting bare branches into prayers of splinter.…
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Vivaldi’s Winter — L’Inverno (1st Movement) #7
7 Vivaldi’s Winter — L’Inverno (1st Movement) Prologue for the Deaf Listener: This project (multi-part) is written with the deaf reader in mind. It translates orchestral movement into embodied language. These words are the sound of cold becoming a lash. Bring on the wind with teeth of glass, biting bare branches into prayers of splinter.…
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Vivaldi’s Winter — L’Inverno (1st Movement) #6
6 Vivaldi’s Winter — L’Inverno (1st Movement) Prologue for the Deaf Listener: This project (multi-part) is written with the deaf reader in mind. It translates orchestral movement into embodied language. These words are the sound of cold becoming a lash. Bring on the wind with teeth of glass, biting bare branches into prayers of splinter.…
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Vivaldi’s Winter — L’Inverno (1st Movement) #5
5 Vivaldi’s Winter — L’Inverno (1st Movement) Prologue for the Deaf Listener: This project (multi-part) is written with the deaf reader in mind. It translates orchestral movement into embodied language. These words are the sound of cold becoming a lash. Bring on the wind with teeth of glass, biting bare branches into prayers of splinter.…
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2402: Brigid’s Diary – A Six
Part 3, Lyon, December 1834 Cathédrale Saint-Jean-Baptiste de Lyon The Diligence carriage delivered us to Lyon in pieces, every rut a verdict, every mile a lesson in endurance. But we had arrived, met with December’s Festival of Lights, the Rhône’s river-stink, and brightness laid over hunger like Lyon’s silk over a bruise. Felreil and I…
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Vivaldi’s Winter — L’Inverno (1st Movement) #4
4 Vivaldi’s Winter — L’Inverno (1st Movement) Prologue for the Deaf Listener: This project (multi-part) is written with the deaf reader in mind. It translates orchestral movement into embodied language. These words are the sound of cold becoming a lash. Bring on the wind with teeth of glass, biting bare branches into prayers of splinter.…
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