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This week’s theme: Sketches
A beautiful pencil sketch of her hung in the hall. She hated it. A reminder of happier times when she could tolerate her reflection.
The details coming in were sketchy but it seemed like e had won. Relief nudged at me, but I didn’t let it in. Something wasn’t right.
I sketch her, every line, every beautiful curve. Light falls just so, and she looks at me just right. My muse.