We want thirty three words that are somehow related to Hurston's zombie
sighting. How you structure your response is entirely up to you.
LOST GIRL
My
screams are muted. My sight is skewed. My body is not my own.
I’ve been
invaded. And no one can help me. The hunger I feel is insatiable. I’ve
lost all hope.
This is a very poignant response to the prompt. And a beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much!
DeleteAww, sad, but true. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteIt is sad. Her loss is immense.
DeleteBeautiful, Mel. So touching, so heartbreaking.
ReplyDeleteAnd a great compliment. Thanks, Amy!
DeleteTrue for even many humans and perfect for zombies. Good job.
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Thanks, Donna!
DeleteLeave it to you to make a zombie experience poignant and heartstring-pulling. Nice, Mel. :)
ReplyDeleteI can't be too dark. You know it makes me feel all ookie. :P
DeleteAnd thank you so much!
DeleteThe first I have read from the zombie POV. Very creative!
ReplyDeleteThanks. I thought the same. I wanted to think about what she thought.
DeleteSeconding what Donna said, and an interesting perspective.
ReplyDeleteOh, this is really good! (:
ReplyDeleteThe staccato voice of the damned, well found.
ReplyDeleteChilling!!! I like the use of short sentences to create a mood!
ReplyDeleteBarbara @ de rebus