A colleague put me on to this amazing website, Third Word Press, where you are challenged to write something but only up to 80 words long. You can win prizes if you win the challenge your work is included in an anthology which is distributed to the homeless who can sell them to raise funds. Here is my submission for today:
Later, in the quiet of my room, I will cry my own tears. Later. Not Now. Now I have to deal with the faces; strange, disembodied and tear stained. They claw at my soul, expecting comfort; demanding it! My resources are spent. I am numb, pain-free, floating in space and time. No emotion. If I answer their needs they will diminish and later, in the quiet of my room, I will cry my own tears. Later. Not now.
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