Snow Piles On
From Singleness to Community
A single snowflake…
Hushed fall on a white expanse—
Joins three-tiered sculpture.
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Stephanie J. Bradberry
I have a passion for literature and anime. And I love everything involving academia, health, metaphysics and entrepreneurship. For products and services, visit stephaniebradberry.com
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Becca
"Everything is so... flat." Denille said stupidly as she looked around her new neighborhood. She looked around at the muted desert where even the smallest sign of life seemed to have given up. The plant life was shrubs that were half cooked by the heat and where there should have been a lawn, a mess of white rocks laid glistening in the sun. Even the sky looked stretched thin, like the sun had ironed it smooth. She’d moved from Riverside, where at least there were hills, but here in Barstow, everything felt baked and brittle.
By Sara Wilson7 days ago in Fiction
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A perfect metaphor for connection and togetherness. Simple but powerful.
Love the concept and the image
Living in Southern California I have very little experience with snow. I like how you put it into words. You turned nature’s act of snow falling into art. I visualize a crystalline snowflake quietly falling to take its place in a grand sculpture. Great work as always, Stephanie.
Profound... ❤️🌱❤️
That's a beautiful sight! Loved your poem
Gorgeous work Stephanie! 💕
Beautiful work!!!
Great imagery ☺️🥰