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Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!
No More Drives (rensaku)
by Angela Yuriko Smith
Once a cherished thing
the beast now sits forgotten—
dust and metal rust.
The chrome is tarnished.
No loving hands to polish
this paint, now fading.
The elements work
to bleach, to corrode with time
alone in the yard…
But not all alone.
Inside the house he decays…
also claimed by time.
Empty sockets stare
from a chair at the window.
No more Sunday drives.
Fiction © Copyright Angela Yuriko Smith
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com
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