Moonrise

After emerging, crippled and spent, from beneath a pile of grading, I’m glad to be able to participate in this week’s Trifecta challenge.  This time we got to choose a word from the 99th page of the Oxford English Dictionary   and write 99 words exactly in honor of the 99th Trifecta challenge.  I picked ‘baby’ – the first, obvious definition.

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The smell of grass and sweat informed Jodie of her son’s presence, but she didn’t look up.

“Did you know the Luna Moth has no mouth?  It only lives for one week,” Luke murmured, sliding a Riker mount onto Jodie’s lap.

Inside lay a preserved Luna Moth  – its delicate green wings edged in purple – fragile and ephemeral.

She understood.

He was comforting her, sharing her grief for the baby girl they’d buried, his sister.

Swallowing hard, she held him for the first time in days,  inhaling that rich, earthy scent.

“It looks like a fairy,” she whispered.

17 responses »

  1. I adore this piece and I’m voting for it now! Also, I love your name… I completely empathize as an overworked and under-appreciated adjunct.

  2. Thanks for coming out from underneath all of that grading to help us reach our goal. I really enjoyed this piece. Sweet without a hint of saccharine. Thanks for linking up. Don’t forget to vote.

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