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The desire to feel, touch, smell, relive was overwhelming. Opening the faithful black notebook from his vintage style bedside cabinet, at a well-thumbed page, nestled in the spine was a purple ribbon; slim, delicate, smooth. Fuck! How did this conjure up so much? #WriteCBC @cbcreative.bsky.social
September 5, 2025 at 6:45 AM
In front was a face vaguely familiar. One from a fleeting encounter in a
life gone by. She scanned it. The eyes held a sadness, brow furrowed slightly, tentatively searching her for a response. Mouth working on already chewed lips, partially hidden by an unruly beard, hair grown over ears. #WriteCWC
June 5, 2025 at 8:21 PM