Broken Glass

Photo courtesy of Dale Rogerson

The girl with kaleidoscope eyes bought a double-wide. She works at the Food Lion- and wishes she’d married her ‘baby daddy’- for the child support check.

She dreams about friday night at the Red Dog Saloon. Not any friday night- ‘the friday night’ that ‘he’ would cross the threshold, buy her a beer, lay her down- and move in.

She ponders the grounds in the bottom of her cup, lights a cigarette, and kicks a piece of a long broken glass into the cold air return.

“All that glitters is not gold,” she reminds herself….

Sometimes it’s just broken glass.

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt courtesy of Friday Fictioneers

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72 thoughts on “Broken Glass

  1. “a haunting feeling of hopelessness” as Piyali says. It’s life for many young women anywhere in the world. Something bothers me though. So many desperate women in our stories and so many nasty guys. Thank you for your sharp story. (from threefoldtwenty dotcom)

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  2. Funny how things come into your head when reading things , my first thought when I read your post including the phrase “the girl with kaleidoscope eyes” was the Beatles song Lucy in the sky with diamonds.
    Picture yourself in a boat on a river
    With tangerine trees and marmalade skies.
    Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly,
    A girl with kaleidoscope eyes.
    Cellophane flowers of yellow and green
    Towering over your head.
    Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes
    And she’s gone.
    Lucy in the sky with diamonds
    Lucy in the sky with diamonds
    Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah, ah
    Follow her down to a bridge by the fountain
    Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies.
    Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers
    That grow so incredibly high.
    Newspaper taxis appear on the shore
    Waiting to take you away
    Climb in the back with your head in the clouds
    And you’re gone.
    Picture yourself on a train in a station
    With plasticine porters with looking glass ties,
    Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile,
    The girl with kaleidoscope eyes.

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