Denise of GirlieOntheEdge hosts Six Sentence Stories every week. The rules are simple; just respond to the word prompt (this week’s is “blanket”) in six sentences exactly. The story can be fiction or non-fiction, prose or poetry; just go where the prompt leads. This week a poem came, with no rhyme or rhythm. Putting the 85 words into six stanzas gains me entry into the SixSentenceStory linkup.
Blanketed He wrapped around her a tolerable weight said it was love and she wanted it to be blanketing them over time felt it turn scratchy and thin he pulled it tighter pressed she wanted it to be love but shivered underneath the fraying cover like her heart came apart into ragged pieces. One he tied around her oaken throat threadbare shreds her gossamer wings with one last square he wiped his eyes cried This is love that was (that is, I wanted it to be.)