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Painted birds

June 14, 2021

When I got home from work she had been and gone.

I knew that today was the day, but seeing the starkness and the… emptiness of the place when I stepped through the front door was still a shock.

The only remaining furniture was the bed and nightstand, a small kitchen table, and my stereo tucked inside its maple cabinet with my records.

There were no lamps which was ok because even thought it would be dark soon, sitting in the shadows meant I would be spared having to see myself cry.

The refrigerator held a half bottle of Passito Rosso. I took it into the living room and sat on the floor and noticed a forgotten painting of a two cardinals perched on a branch of a leafless oak tree that she had painted for our fifth anniversary. The last remnant of a love lost.

For GirlieOnTheEdge‘s Six Sentence Stories for June 13th.


25 Comments leave one →
  1. June 17, 2021 4:53 am

    Most effective depiction of what is surely one of life’s most iconic moments… (no, back when the experience was jaggedly-fresh, I would not likely to’ve been cheered by the prospect of some time in an uncertain future to have the opportunity to use the experience to a positive end).

    excellent choice in your soundtrack-lette

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  2. June 17, 2021 6:29 am

    Great six, good use of the cue and the music is spot on. Very creative.

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  3. June 17, 2021 9:09 am

    Your tale was so well written that I felt ‘full’ at the beginning and desperately ’empty’ by the end. Great piece!

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  4. June 17, 2021 10:08 am

    Really well done, Michael. You capture the moment perfectly.

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  5. June 17, 2021 2:11 pm

    I felt myself desolate with your narrator by the end of the story. Such a good depiction of the situation.

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  6. June 17, 2021 3:20 pm

    You painted a picture that was easy to sympathize with.


  7. Pat Brockett permalink
    June 17, 2021 4:16 pm

    You painted the setting of your SSS very well. It was very easy to see and feel the moment, his loneliness and despair.

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  8. June 17, 2021 4:51 pm

    So very sad and poignant.

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  9. June 17, 2021 7:31 pm

    I like the desire for darkness to deal with love lost.

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  10. June 17, 2021 7:34 pm

    Damn, she could have at least left a full bottle! 😉 Beautiful evocation of a moment most of us have felt at some time.

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  11. June 18, 2021 8:00 am

    I reciprocate, Michael. Your Six is beautiful and sad and it simply carried me. Your musical accompaniment amplified the story. Well done, sir.


  12. June 18, 2021 9:41 am

    A poignant piece indeed. It took me back to a similar happening.

    My Six!

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  13. June 19, 2021 3:58 am

    Hard-hitting. Left with an empty shell of a house, a half bottle of booze, and that significant painting of two birds.

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