Picturing Us

Written for Carrot Ranch’s June 28 Challenge

 

Picturing Us

I have sketched us in charcoal on stark white. I have obliterated lines, assuaged others. The charcoal coats my fingertips, chin, and cheeks. Lines become blurred as I adjust, change, smooth angles. Your eyes, your smile are not right. I sketch you again, and somehow, my own image becomes fragmented, disjointed, a smear of darkness. Frustrated, I draw myself. Yet, when I peer into the mirror, my eyes haunt me, but I cannot convey this on paper despite my attempts. Ignoring the mirror, I start again. You and me, side-by-side, but somehow, despite numerous iterations, we never come together.

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Sascha Darlington

 

 

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18 replies »

  1. You really have a great opening line and each sentence adds to the feeling of the sketching process which turns out to be the discovery of a mismatched love interest. Good writing!

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