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They Are Flowers

by Thavien Yliaster 2 months ago in Short Story
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They Are Flowers
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“The walking tree is never lonely amongst the trees. The walking tree is always lonely unless with another walking tree.”

She laughed, “Enough, yes. I do know of other women.”

“Where can I find the other women?”

“In flowers.”

“In flowers?”

“Yes, in flowers. A girl blossoms into womanhood. You find a woman in a girl who has bloomed. Flowers bloom.”

Zephyr looked around, “I have seen flowers. Multiple flowers, numerous flowers. Flowers in fields that stretch beyond the sun line.”

“Not those kind of flowers.”

“What kind of flowers then?”


“Flowers that are beautiful, radiant, and big. When they grow, you can mistake them for a tree. They are big, and when they blossom, they leave a fragrance that extends beyond the sun’s line.”

“There are flowers as big as trees?”

“They are flowers that attract numerous bees.”

“They are flowers. They grow like trees?”

“They are flowers. They grow big. You must look for them with these.” She rubbed her eyes.

“They are flowers. Do they grow in fields?”

“They are flowers. A baby girl they will yield.”

“They are flowers. They grow and they bloom?”

“They are flowers. Sunless days, the cold, and axes bring their doom.”

“They are flowers. Do the women from them leave you alone?”

“They are flowers. The women from them hurt my head, they are prone.”

“They are flowers. Do they walk and move their knees?”

“They are flowers. They do walk and move, unlike the trees.”

“They are flowers. Were you born from them too?”

“They are flowers. From one I did bloom.”

“They are flowers. Do they want to be with men?”

“They are flowers. They want to be with them.”

“They are flowers. Do they have babies?”

“They are flowers. Their cries make me crazy.”

“They are flowers. Do you want a baby?”

“They are flowers. I do want one, maybe.”

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About the author

Thavien Yliaster

Thank You for stopping by. Please, make yourself comfortable. I'm a novice poet, fiction writer, and dream journalist.



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