I found a bird. She was made of black and white. Flightless and loveless, swollen by the rain, dried pulp at the edges, she came apart in my hands and so I held on lightly, spoke quietly.
We sat in the sun, my bird and I, and she dried until she was stable, able to stand alone in the grass, in my hand. It was then that I saw the fold. I touched her beak without recoil, whispered Sorry, and unfolded only to find another and another and another. Fold after fold, my little bird expanded more and more until my tiny swollen bird was a faded map.
She was a map of words wound round and round without lines and without markers, only the words in black and white. My bird who was a map became a girl created in the words I traced, spoke aloud, the topography of her body, the geography of her person.
My bird who was my girl who is now you, she taught me cartography and I recognised those words I wrote as another me, in a different life. A me who wrote of love and always impossible you. The me that captured you in print and folded you for flight. The me that sent you away and my tears that threatened to disintegrate you.
I found you and I belong to you, my birdgirl.
Hello back:)
Welcome.
Hello. Glad to have you. Check this one out. I started entering it before I was a workshop member. It is open to all litreactor members. The explanation is easy and the prize is listed and they run it every month. And the prompt is posted in an easy to see picture. The story is posted right in the thread. It is one of my favorite things on the whole site.
http://litreactor.com/columns/litreactors-flash-fiction-smackdown-october-edition
Welcome, Pendragon. Hope to see you around.
Welcome!
Oh... hellllllllo. I didn't... see you there. O, the pain of existence. O, the pain of it all!
Howdy.
Greetings and salutations. Good to see you here.
Jello and Welcome.
Hello. We have a poetry thread...
I'll try and find it.
Okay, so we have one, but it is a locked thread, meaning if you don't have a workshop membership, you can't view it. But here is the LINK.
I like your style, P-drag.
Poetry thread is struggling. There's some poetry in the workshop, but it's far from common here.