At a Roman bar, Tuesday morning

Hair washed and combed today, new shirt and pants, first time since Anna left. But still that downcast hostile glare at the world, caffè corretto and not a word except for ciao grazie.

– James Steerforth (© 2014)

33 words for Trifecta about love gone wrong, avoiding love, sad, tears, wept, heart, pain.

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About James Steerforth

I am an author of poetry and fiction, translator and painter who loves to have fun with borrowed feathers.
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18 Responses to At a Roman bar, Tuesday morning

  1. jannatwrites says:

    I like how you went for the moment of returning back to life (sort of) and not the moment of leaving.

  2. Takes time to get over such things. Everyone’s got their own process. Built-up as we go along. Good stuff.

  3. Ally says:

    You capture that feeling well

    Enjoyed

    Ally :)

  4. Ashley K says:

    Ready to face the world physically but not yet emotionally. I felt that. Great job!

  5. Draug419 says:

    Ooo I like this! A lot of emotion here.

  6. And so the healing process begins. That struggle to return to “normal” is conveyed well here. Nice job!

  7. Christine says:

    Wonderful imagery here. There’s that moment when you force yourself back into the world, ready or not, and you put on that game face that nobody believes. Great job, James.

  8. Thanks for your comments, Christine! I’m flattered :)

  9. Thanks for your comments! You saw exactly what I wanted to convey here :)

  10. Thanks for reading and commenting, Björn!

  11. Thanks for reading and commenting, Draug419!

  12. Thanks, Ashley! Will stop by your site :)

  13. Thanks for stopping by and commenting, Ally!

  14. Thanks, Garrisonjames! Will stop by your blog :)

  15. Thanks for reading and commenting, Janna! Will stop by your blog (again – have read your writing often).

  16. Momo says:

    downcast hostile glare at the world – indeed. Such a great way to capture that feeling of moving back out into the world, but maybe only bodily, and definitely reluctantly.

  17. Thanks for your spot-on comment, Momo!

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