Lily – RTMM #GuestBlog

Sarah writes poems

Alice holds the lilies across her arms, admiring the smooth, cold curve of them. Snow flowers, she thinks, and shivers.

She sets them neatly in a vase, steps back, sighs, thinking they were not meant for here. This room. They should be somewhere white and empty, not here, where the eye snags on an open book, gets tangled in a red scarf slung across a chair back, lingers in a half full glass –

and they’re not for her, but for some other Alice, calm and collected, a girl of simple shifts, and shiny hair. Well cut.

Alice observes the lilies, like a message, knowing they have made the first crack in the eggshell of her love.

Back on that mushroom. Today’s prompt is ‘Lily’.

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