Wild Fire


She lit a candle and placed it down directly in front of her.
As she sat, she stared intensely at the flame.
Before she knew it, she envied it.
She envied its stillness. She envied how it swayed beautifully back and forth, but never broke its stance.
The flame was what she had wanted to be all along. But he smothered her before she figured out how badly she could burn.

And she went on as a lifeless figure to the flame.

2 responses to “Wild Fire”

  1. Carina says:

    Oh this is such an emotionally invested well written piece! The images really complement the text. I love it.

    x, Carina
    Running White Horses | Fashion + Travel

    • Michelle says:

      Thanks, Carina! I’m happy it moved you. I peeked at your site yesterday and I adore it. Definitely keep in touch!

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