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Life is a Stage

The Prompt


The rain. The truck. An accident.


Running girl. A long hallway. Splash of blood.


Dark, square hole. Worker looking down. Spheres in water.


Woman driving. Male passenger. Oncoming truck.


He was tired. Driving too fast, but slowed down once he’d picked up the hitch hiker. The passenger seemed worried. Around a curve. Seeing the accident too late, the driver slammed on his brakes. The truck hit the side of another car which was partly in the ditch. The driver was dead, leaning against the steering wheel. The passenger gets out and looks upon the ruin.


The girl was in the back, cleaning. Her mother is with her. A gun shot booms. The girl runs out. Mother was unable to catch her. Coming out around the counter, she runs down the long hallway. The door to her right slams open and she stumbled to the left. Another gun shot and a splash of blood.


The shaft was cut in a square and reached downward several stories. There was a platform for each with stairs descending to the next level. The worker leaned against the railing and strained to see what was below them. There was a small square light above them. Water came down and filled the bottom. As the water rose, gleaming spheres enlarged as they came closer. They fell, striking their head.


The woman drove with the gas pedal against the floor. The car maxed out its speed. She looked at the passenger. He said nothing.

“You cannot win. I’m better at this then you,” she said.

He stayed silent.



I am Myself I am a Wife Blessed with love I am a Mother Endowed with divinity Through the power of creation I am a Daughter Brought into this world With unending hope And the promise of the future I am a Sister Made fierce and strong While forged with kindness Protector and protected Spiraling together forever I am a Nurse Holding out the hands of healing And offering the sick comfort And the dying love Knowing that through this All things are healed and made whole I am a Writer Creating myself and world Sharing the inner depths of humanity Bringing together the divine And the humble mortal I tell the story of the Goddess And am remembered forever

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