Saturday, July 10, 2010


I spent the day basking in the glow of Shakespeare's words, heat clinging stubbornly to my skin, sending small cascades of sweat down my neck and breasts. Actors and actresses pranced around the stage in heavy make-up and heavier clothing, tongues spewing forth the Old English lines effortlessly. The canopy fluttered up and down, the thin veins reminding me of butterfly wings on the breeze. Everything was just 'as I liked it'.

*** Daily Writing Practice ***

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