I just wrote a 75 word challenge entry but missed the completion date. As I haven’t posted here for a while, due to cancer, moving house (into the wilderness, and loving every minute) among other things, I’ve decided to post it here.
It the travellers competition; as follows:
74 words
Being light
Light being; being of light I remember nothing of pain, of darkness, until other came. Sharp, needling, grief, I later understood, a part of me never to leave as rushing to escape that coronal mass, escaping the dark that once kept me bagged – cat in a sack – it comes upon me
Together we might spin.
Together now, surely we can dance.
You that light and me this mass heading out: being; being of light.