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GiaB writing prompt #2–21 Happy Place — Early childhood is beyond my camera’s reach — I see only a fuzzy image of fear. Other actors in the family drama are gone — mother, father, brother. The river of the past didn’t flow into a bitter salt lake as expected. I grew wiser and the sweet waters of…

GiaB writing prompt #2–21: happy place — You’ll never find yourself in a mirror preening and grooming private perceptions; your view of the world will grow no clearer if it’s clouded by your own reflection. Journey to a place where there are windows discover the you beyond the mirror learn the things about yourself others know appreciate the visions they…

GiaB prompt #2–21: happy place — “Where’s your brother?” “How would I know,” came the surly reply from the dark-haired girl seated at the end of the kitchen’s seen-better-days table. Without raising her head from the schoolbooks set before her, she continued in the same vein. “Which one? I’ve got five, remember.” The woman kept stirring…

GiaB writing prompt #2–21, happy place — Inspiration, exhalation, the pause between worry and dread, where I don’t feel a thing — the time where past and future disappear when I’m not counting the seconds, time has no clock, motion remains still, sounds have no voice, thoughts don’t enter my conscious realm At this instant, I believe I…

GiaB writing prompt #2–20 — firearms — Humans are molded soft, and fragile; at birth we are helpless. We grow up, and this slightly improves. Our environment may cause us to fear. Weapons and armour were natural tools to discover. Stones, bones, metals and woods, fashioned into weapons that very well could. Slicing, smashing, piercing — actions…

GiaB prompt #2–20 firearms — I could have been a gun nut but I’m not. In my environs most assume I must. Yet each deer season I fear I’ll get caught. I nod my head a few times and I trust. To keep my mouth half-cocked is all I’ve got and having to kill lunch fills with disgust. I’ll shoot…

GiaB writing prompt #2–21 — As dreamland comes, I squeeze through a hole in the wall. A place all my own. I was seven years old when I found my first happy place. Any time I tried to occupy a space for myself, like in a cupboard, my mother would ruin it by freaking out…

GiaB writing prompt #2–20 firearms — Violence is a killer, The noise of guns a thriller. People and children die — We ponder why. In moments tense, giving offense, No self-defense. Trigger action, satisfaction — Misfit fun to own a gun. Lose your grip — trigger slips. In a blip someone gets shot — rather not. …

GiaB prompt #2–20: firearms — I know what guns do kill, maim, destroy, disable I know what guns are for control, divide, conquer I know who uses guns soldiers, police, prison guards, security guards, marksmen, game keepers, farmers, hunters, Americans, criminals, the mentally unsound, juveniles “He’s extremely anxious,” the psychologist informed me. “Oh,” I replied…