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Our Moon

We howled until our throats ran dry and it was all we could do to wheeze out broken chuckles. That was supposed to be us until the end. The wheezing laughter after breath is gone. Not screams and tears that turn sound into force and punch your organs backs towards your spine.

Afterwards I walked away from our house to where the night was deeper and quieter, afterwards I walked until my feet turned numb and I crumpled, and I knelt on the ground and I howled until the breath was gone and my throat turned dry and all that was left was chuckles that wheezed out of my chest because I still didn’t know why the tears had not stopped.



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Carol Forrester is a twenty-four year old writer trying to be a better one. Don’t ask her what her hobbies are because the list doesn’t get much beyond, reading, writing and talking about the same. She has a 2:1 BA degree in history from Bath Spa University and various poems and stories scattered across the net. Her flash fiction story ‘Glorious Silence’ was named as River Ram Press’ short story of the month for August 2014 and her short story ‘A Visit From The Fortune Teller’ has been showcased on the literary site Ink Pantry’s. Most recently, her poem ‘Sunsets’ was featured on Eyes Plus Words, and her personal blog Writing and Works hosts a mass of writing from across the last five years. She has been lucky enough to write guest posts for sites such as Inky Tavern and Song of The Forlorn and is always open to writing more and hosting guest bloggers here on Writing and Works. With hopes of publishing a novel in the next five years and perhaps a collection or two of smaller works, Carol Forrester is nothing if not ambitious. Her writing tries to cover every theme in human life and a lot of her work pulls inspiration from her own eccentric family in the rural wonders of Shropshire life.


  1. Michelle Mueller says

    Beautifully written. Love the stylistic choices you made — the repetition of ideas at the beginning and the end but from a different perspective. One of happiness; one of sorrow. Love it!

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