Melissa Eaves
Joined June 2021
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Bio
I am an freelance writer. I love the written word and the poetry of my soul is expressed by mastery of it.
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The Loom
She sat in the dank again, a cellar of unknown origin. She succumbed to the inertia waiting for him. The whole creation she had just spent months weaving and retrieving had grown it’s own wings and taken flight. So she waited for it’s return. A picture, an invitation, a breath of fresh, anything to summon her from the overwhelming stench of this decay.
By Melissa Eaves3 years ago in Fiction