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It Was A Foggy Day

The photograph above is from CookmePancakes @

The fog is lifting
It’s moving and drifting away
The city’s beauty will be revealed soon
She smiled to herself and thought,
“I did it just in time”

The fog was so thick a few hours ago so she was sure that
No one had seen her out before the crack of dawn
And dispose the bloody trash bags…
© Maria Michaela

For the visually challenged writer, the photo above shows a woman sitting on a chair looking out of a large window at a long suspension bridge on a gray, foggy day.

The above is a response to Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #156 #FFFC


A story teller, a writer, and sometimes, a poet.

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