Gravestones.
Captioning our lives
since 3000 BC
Photo A.M. Moscoso
Photo A.M. Moscoso
Photo A..M Moscoso
Photo A.M. Moscoso
Photo A.M. Moscoso
Daily Addictions Prompt: Caption
Horrordailies 2018
The Magic Bottles
In a locker
where I work
are rows of bottles
that will give you back your looks.
They’ll make you look radiant
they’ll improve your skin
each little bottle
will make you live again.
So I will choose one with care
and feed it to you with ease
because
each little bottle
will
make you immortal
until
I turn off the lights
and gently
close
your
lid.
Inktober: Bottle
Almost There
In fourteen days
It’s Halloween
and all of the Crows will fly
into the night
among the graves
the ruined ones, the tended ones,
the secret ones
unmarked but not forgotten.
The Crows
will ferry the dead
with dark care
one by one
silent against the night
until they reach our homes.
Will you answer
I wonder
if one tries you locks
and gently knocks
upon your windows ands doors?
I Saw Her Standing There
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The first time he ever saw her, she was standing on the corner by a Stop- N- Go drinking a soda from a glass bottle. Her long dark hair was loose and she was wearing a pink and white stripped shirt.
That moment had happened so long ago but those minutes stretched out for years and there was never more then five minutes when he wasn’t there with her.
And now, years and years later, at last, they were standing together on a different corner-
” Is this really all for me?” he asked her, just as the Sun was about to fall.
She rested her chin on his shoulder and nodded. ” Every square inch. ”
” I just can’t believe it. ”
” I know, but go ahead. Try it on for size. ”
He started to step away from her and she lifted her chin up and let him go. ” I can’t believe you came all this way to give me this.” he said with a lover’s sigh.
He had slowed his car down and one of his friends had waved to her and she stepped off of the curb and smiled as she walked in front of them. The Soda bottle was only half full and her hair was so long and so dark and that minute she was in front of them became a lifetime.
” I’ve thought about you everyday and that first time I saw you. ” he told her ” And now your here. Giving me this.” His voice caught and he turned around and reached out to her.
He thought about his wife and daughter for a second, but it was only for a second. ” What have I done to deserve this, to deserve you after all of these years.”
They were standing over his open grave, the one he would shortly be buried in and she said, ” you ran me over and left me for dead, that’s what you’ve done to deserve me now. And you’re going to deserve me for a very long time ” she promised.
They lowered his casket into the ground and at his graveside his wife and daughter cried, as they had been for several days now at their unexpected loss.
Next to his family, one of the mourners, the other boy from the car that day, now an old man who smoked to much and ate to much, looked down the neatly kept cemetery path and he saw her standing there, a girl with long dark hair in the pink and white top drinking soda from a glass bottle.
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Daily Addictions Prompt: Immense