I called out to the wind and it screamed at me.
It witnessed your life fade away.
I don't write. I create.
I called out to the wind and it screamed at me.
It witnessed your life fade away.
I’m tired and it’s Friday.
Fucking Friday.

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“Tell me – do you think physical beauty is sp very important? I don’t like to think about how often she rehearsed that question. And do you know what I answered? At that moment, as if at my command, there came a gush of hard bright sound from the band. And I managed to shout above it – cheerfully – ‘I didn’t hear what you said.’ Devilish wasn’t it? Perhaps not wholly. She looked like the poor patient who hears the surgeon say, ‘It will certainly be necessary to perform the operation – but not now!’ pg. 7
This short story by Katherine Mansfield reminds me of the way many of us approach our relationships. We act! A lot of the time; surprised, shocked, sad, happy, pleasured. That list could go on and on and on.
Rather than just be ourselves and express our natural reaction to something – many of us plot away scenarios. We dream of the outcomes, which more often than not are visuals that everything works in our favour.
Only, in reality, we have no control over the actions of others – Yes! We can influence people, close by and those that you’ll never meet or even know of their existence. But you have no control over their reactions/actions/behaviours.
This story resonates with me quite a lot: the need to please your partner, the desires for validity without explicitly asking for reassurances. The weird intrigue, trying to understand the way your partner thinks? I chuckled to myself, as both characters reminded me of the past and my random approaches to things within a relationship.
I’ve learnt a lot throughout life and I don’t doubt it will be useful in my future. I know deep down I’ll keep in mind the times I chose stupidity over normalcy. I’m sure my love life will grow rich with knowledge and bare fruits of gratitude, for the power of love.

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My womb is sacred.
I would never share my unique energy with just anyone.
I would never allow a man who isn’t worthy, to be inside me.
I loved you.
I needed you.
I wanted you.
I prayed for you.
I hoped for us.
Your brightest star.
Your biggest moon.
And your only sunshine.

You never know what people are going through behind the scenes.
Sometimes your thoughts take you down blind roads. You feel warm but you’re scared.
You try reaching out to people you once deemed as trustworthy but they’re focused on their lives – you no longer meet their requirements.
Confidence is broken.
They’ve moved on.
You’re abandoned, you feel your heart beating and you want it to stop!
You want to lay there in bed and understand what you did wrong?
You feel alone.
They’ve gone.
Your fragile heart is broken and your mind full.
Ignored because you’re faulty.
Like drugs, you consume more and fuck up your perspective.
You make comparisons and you conduct a study.
You don’t comprehend the results, because everything points toward your favour.
Only you see red.
You imagine your absence to be peaceful.

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It is now July 1st 2020!
Reflecting over the previous month, I admit to myself that I haven’t read as much as I had intended. I felt awful, as the only way to improve my writing is to read more – and I’ll be the first to admit, my writing is treacherous.
I have a few collections of short stories and it was hard to choose which one I shall use in the challenge I’ve set for this month. However, after careful consideration I went with The Story Love, Loss & the Lives of Women – 100 Great Short Stories Chosen by Victoria Hislop
Please feel free to join me on my reading journey, I welcome your comments below.
PS: Attached is a PDF copy of which stories I’ll be reading each day.
Enjoy!
Dame Unique

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Cold Nation
Walk by the beggars that beg; maybe it’s for drugs? Maybe it’s for alcohol?
We can’t hear them.
News: The government say they have put aside millions of pounds to house the homeless during the coronavirus pandemic.
Viewers – Aww, that’s brilliant.
Walk by beggars who ask you to spare some change. They’re probably spending it on drugs and my money isn’t going to a crackhead.
Let’s get in the queue for McDonald’s, we haven’t had Maccys in weeks! We deserve a treat.
‘Spare some change please Luv?’
Sorry, I only have my card on me.
‘God bless you.’
Aspects in life make me feel thankful.
I’m
Back again 😂

I’ve almost finished this bottle of wine.
It’s almost late and somewhat bedtime.
I think and you know what? I’m here and there! I’m drinking through the bottle and I don’t really care.
I give so
Much
I give bits of little
They push me down into darkness and I never spill a drop. I never drop.
I have no slippers on, no heels just my skin.
I’m here today and my thoughts kinda spin.
We win on a Saturday and I never pray anymore.
I’m almost drunk on a bunch of grapes but I know how to explore

I found joy today, in the form of a bag of lettuce.
It was pre-washed and still crunchy, despite the hints of light brown around some of the edges.
I gave it companionship by placing slices of cucumber beside it and I showered it with sesame seeds after this picture was taken.
The heat embraced my body with its hotness, but a cool breeze broke through and glided around me.
Right now, I’m thankful for my readers – without you, only my mind would enjoy these words.
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