Lit Up
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Lit Up

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She leaves for meadow while the sun is still bright
Though the radar confirms rain
She never stays there in the long grass
Passing quickly through the treeline
Eager to get to the shore
The place she is most at home
She scouts out the beach
Picks the perfect spot
Protected from wind but not the rain
For that is why she has come
When the first clouds bump casually across the sky
She lays flat in position
Doesn’t move
Just waits
Breathes and waits
She leaves her eyes…




Welcome to Lit Up -The Land of Little Tales. Here you can read and submit short stories, flash fiction, poetry - in brief, your own legend. We're starting little. But that's how all big stories begin.

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Natalie Frank, Ph.D.

Natalie Frank, Ph.D.

I write about behavioral health & other topics. I’m Managing Editor (Serials, Novellas) for LVP Press. See my other articles:

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