Shadow Girl

(a shadorma)

She is a
stranger in her own
skin, an un
-quiet storm
strangled by the breath of dawn.
Her pulse is spilled moon.


I’m feeling a little ethereal today.
Prompted by A Prompt Each Day.


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12 Responses to Shadow Girl

  1. loricarlson66 says:

    Wow! That is amazing! I love the way you broke the lines and that last image just blew me away!

  2. Candy says:

    Love, love that last line!

  3. Well, this could be about Caitlin, but dare I bring that up? It kind of fits! I, too, love the last line.

  4. Zane says:

    Shadows Girls are the best.

  5. Ramesh sood says:

    So very beautifully crafted….. Her pulse is spilled mood… What a fantastic image..
    Happy to be here.. Will add to my happiness if you too visit me and leave a comment:

  6. Vinay Leo R. says:

    Yeah. sometimes, one does feel like a stranger even in one’s skin.

  7. kalpana solsi says:

    Its very strange to feel like a stranger in one’s own skin. Beautifully and convincingly written

  8. C.C. says:

    This is definitely ethereal…..extremely gorgeous.

  9. Gillena Cox says:

    nice one

    thanks for dropping in to read mine

    much love…

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  11. ‘Her pulse is spilled moon.’ I read that line several times. I find it stunning, De.

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