A living canvass

A soothing song sat softly on her mind all day and wouldn’t leave, like the way her story was trapped in that old dress and wouldn’t fade. The moving notes guided her fingers groping the margins of her heart for the right words to describe what that dress had come to symbolize for her.


Although time has hemmed her to death, years upon years have lip-synced and hummed her dress, but none has ever been able to truly sing its symbol.


The tenants are no more, but this old dress has lived to tell stories that once slept here.

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14 responses to “A living canvass”

  1. In fact, you have great titles .

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    1. Thanks, Eunice. I deeply appreciate your taking the time to read through my pieces and comment. Your comments are very warm and sweet.

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  2. The word flow in your flash evoked visuals and feelings for me. Well done.

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    1. Thank you! I deeply appreciate the feedback.

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  3. Love this last line “The tenants are no more, but this old dress has lived to tell stories that once slept here.”
    💕

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  4. Beautiful poem/story Benjamin

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  5. Wonderful piece of flash fiction, it touched me.

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    1. Thank you so much, sir. I am honored to hear that.

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  6. Amazing story , my friend . Love it.💕

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    1. Thank you, my dear Grace.

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