Fragment of sunlight and shadow

Fragment of Sunlight and Shadow

I am

throwing out the old jars


dead stuff

tentacles in formaldehyde

bleached octopus

the sack of unmatched socks under the bed

pressed flower

baby teeth and hair clippings

dusting high shelves

with sugar soap and grit

resentments and past hurts

the day you said that thing

I am

wading out

into deep water

cold afraid

the beauty of pebbles

of toes

the caress of speckled fin

pulsing alive

I am

Miranda Lewis 2020

Welcome to Friday Fiction where I seem to be bending those rules yet again – although this definitely weighs in under 100 words and does have a beginning, middle and end (of sorts). Thanks as always to our host Rochelle who keeps going through thunder storm and pandemic, whilst presidents come and (hopefully) go. And thanks also to Sarah Potter for this week’s photo. Stay home, stay safe and tour the world from the comfort of your own sofa right here.

Thanks to all visitors and especially to those who stay to comment.


22 thoughts on “Fragment of sunlight and shadow

  1. Dear Miranda,

    No rule bending here that I could see. It’s when participants go way over the word count I get a little cranky. đŸ˜‰ This was lovely. Beautifully shows the freedom of letting go of the past and anticipating a brighter future.



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