FRIDAY FICTIONEERS: To the Girl at the Top of the Stairs

It’s been over a month since I last participated in Friday Fictioneers, and it’s good to be back. As always, please read other stories and add your own, using the link at the end of the story!



To the Girl at the Top of the Stairs

We’re broken, you and I.

At best, our cracks are patched, our rusted places painted.

You led me through my thorns.

I stepped with you on shards of shattered hopes.

What further wounds can life inflict?

Cuts and scrapes and scars.


There’s not much space between us now.

Five crooked, crumbling steps.

I’ll confess to you my sins-

“Just friends” and other lies I’ve told.


We’ve crawled through dirt aplenty.

I think we ought to dance-

Anyway, we might give it a try.

You’re looking like an angel,

And my heart’s as open as the sky.

Friday Fictioneers (n): A world-wide community of writers addicted to writing 100 word stories based on a photo prompt provided by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. 

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10 thoughts on “FRIDAY FICTIONEERS: To the Girl at the Top of the Stairs

  1. Ah.. poetry.. and for once I feel it’s my home turf… on the technical side I love how you used the alliteration shards and shattered, places painted and scrapes and scars…

    To use the stairs as metaphor is good.. If you ever would like to develop poetry I run dverse… check it out to read some excellent poetry.

  2. Greetings!
    I really enjoyed this. It flows well and has great imagery. The first two lines were definitely my favorite.
    I stumbled a little on the line “I stepped with you on shards of shattered hopes” and I think it was for the repeated “s.” I wonder how the line would work with a different word for “stepped?”
    Happy trails. 🙂

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