Captive

three line tales week 17: orange ropephoto by Wynand von Poortvliet

My scars remind me of the rope digging deep into my skin,  binding my wrists and ankles, chafing, burning.

I wear sweats to ward off the perpetual chill triggered by the memory of being imprisoned by the damp cinder block walls and the frigid cement floor.

Sleep alludes me and I avoid the dark as echoes of your foot steps and sinister laugh haunt me both day and night.

 


This is my offering for Week 17 of Three Lines Tales challenge hosted by Sonya of Only 100 Words.

Want to join the fun?  Here’s how:

  • Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt (& give them a title if possible).
  • Link back to this post.
  • Tag your post with 3LineTales (so everyone can find you in the Reader).
  • Read and comment on other TLT participants’ lines.
  • NEW: If you want your post to be included in the round-up, you have until Sunday evening to publish it.
  • Have fun.

15 comments on “Captive

  1. trE says:

    A master at prompts! You and Magarisa do such lovely things with them!

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    • Kay Morris says:

      Oh wow! Your kind words leave me speechless. Thank you so much!! I am a HUGE fan of your work so this really means a lot to me. 😊😊

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      • trE says:

        I’ll let you in on a little secret, I grew up with the Davis’, Shica was one of my first friends ever. Ask her, ask them both if you need to. I just reblogged, because it’s so worthy! I hope you don’t mind!

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      • Kay Morris says:

        Small world indeed!! 😄😄 Stacy is one of best friends in the whole wide world!! I wrote about her in one of my posts and shared a few of her poems. This is insane!!

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      • trE says:

        Yes, I read that. It’s what made me put two and two together. I used to walk to their house almost every day to play with Shica. Lol. I’m nearly tearing up just thinking about it. We were like 5 or so. I was totally independent, I trailed the streets of the East Side all of the time! Lol.

        Back then though, we could. Lol. It is quite insane.

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      • Kay Morris says:

        A different time and different place.
        This is so totally cool!! I am still tripping, though 😀

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      • trE says:

        Lol. It’s kinda trippy. 🙂 Breathe a bit. Lol.

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  2. Sonya says:

    Oooh, lucky she got away… Great lines!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Sue Ranscht says:

    It leaves me wanting to know how she got away. Chilling.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. kdub28 says:

    Good stuff Kay!

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