Anger avails
She lifts her hand
Unsteady shades
Pass soft shadows
Determined
A final sideways stroke
Holding her breath
The form revealed
She calls it
Canvas Arising
Image courtesy of NoFrills
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This is my eight post in a month of writing #Nanowrimoprompts. Yesterday’s theme was ‘anger’. I turned on my laptop last night and discovered i had locked myself out of this blog. Too tired, I made a few notes on my phone and went to sleep. I present yesterday to you, today :)