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In response to the MLMM Monday Wordle 442 https://mindlovemisery.wordpress.com/2025/09/15/mlmm-monday-wordle-442/ You are invited to weave the prompt words provided into a piece of prose or poetry, genre and style up to you. If you can use them all, that’s great, but it’s not compulsory. Your words today are:pretty, princess, petals, lace, special, spread, flow, everlasting, couple, happy,…

The frustration had been gnawing at Walter Crane for hours. His fingers hovered above the keys, useless, as if the typewriter itself was mocking him. Sentences collapsed before they could stand. “Fine,” he muttered into the dark. “You want direction? Let’s talk stories.” From the corner, Draziel—his creation, his traitor—shifted. He folded his arms like a man who had never needed permission.…

POETRY – MLMM #428 Hey, do you miss me?The ache churns so slowly.We found common ground,but only after the fires.The hard part is done.Where you’d go? I close my eyesbecause yours won’t open.The stillness is sharper now.Colder.Like it knowswhat’s missing. Time doesn’t pass here—it gathers.Cools around me,wraps my spine like smoke. You blinked once—and left everything behind.I don’t blame…

FICTION – MLMM #423 The darkness rolled in like it had something to prove. Real main-character energy. Clouds stacked overhead like they were about to drop the most dramatic breakup speech ever. The wind started howling—less “otherworldly whisper” and more “Karen demanding to speak to the manager of nature.” Windows rattled like they owed the wind money. Shutters flailed with the enthusiasm of…

Porto, Portugal In the middle of a crowd, Blake felt an insistent tap on his shoulder. When he turned around he saw…the love of his life, Anna-Elizabeth. At first he thought she was a ghost because of his many memories of her that had hindered his ability to find another love. Shivers ran through his body like someone doused him with ice and water. As he looked at her kitted out in turquoise, he…

Johnny casually rolled up to school in his flashy green striped Maserati, causing quite a stir. This smooth operator in the 3rd grade had a reputation for being the ultimate party starter. Whether he was cracking jokes with his buddies or throwing impromptu bashes, Johnny made sure everyone was living it up. Fun was the name of the game. Every evening, he’d kick back against his parents’ wheels…

Porto, Portugal, June 2023 It seemed like a blip on the radar, No place I really wanted to see. A glade devoid of trees to enjoy, Or a copse of insignificant trees. Yet, as I walked through the clearing, The cunning but simple art spoke to me. Be courageous, not timid, in the journey, Willing to live life fully and valiantly. Written for the Saturday Mix, Opposing Forces, from…