He broke her journey and her fall into self discovery. #FP

— Lynne Blaszak (@girlgloaming) April 4, 2014

The hard times abroad, marinated by memory, softened. #FP

— Lynne Blaszak (@girlgloaming) April 11, 2014

"This town has no pity," a neighbor told him. He didn't say I told you so. #FP

— Lynne Blaszak (@girlgloaming) April 18, 2014

The lens was a magnet, a flame, a moon to push and pull a tide of dark faces. And oh, the faces: http://t.co/hBYPoLPMfk#FP

— Lynne Blaszak (@girlgloaming) April 25, 2014

Thru the glass a tubby little ballerina strains @the bar. More power than pretty, race over grace. "Come join the swim team," I whisper. #FP

— Lynne Blaszak (@girlgloaming) May 9, 2014

In the end, it wasn't the lifelong angst that pushed her over the edge. It was the realization that everything hd been alright all along.#FP

— Lynne Blaszak (@girlgloaming) May 16, 2014

She went to random city ballpark games on hot summer nights. Looking 4 somebody 2 cheer for. Thinking maybe eventually he'd cheer 4 her. #FP

— Lynne Blaszak (@girlgloaming) June 27, 2014

Hr eyes opened & drifted up spidery cracks in the plaster. The house ws settling. She refocused on a milky white shoulder. Was she, too? #FP

— Lynne Blaszak (@girlgloaming) June 27, 2014

A frisbee game. He drifted away fm her & sidled up. "Just wait," she thought, noting their reluctance. She sunk down, awaited the show. #FP

— Lynne Blaszak (@girlgloaming) July 4, 2014

Over & over she broke pieces off the world & hurried them home. "Look! Listen. Share my wonder at it all," she begged his absent eyes. #FP

— Lynne Blaszak (@girlgloaming) August 8, 2014

Ovr & ovr she broke pieces off hrslf to stay. Until anger ruled & there ws no loving hm & hrslf bth. So she broke one more piece & chose.#FP

— Lynne Blaszak (@girlgloaming) August 8, 2014

"I hear it," the girl whispered.
"What, honey?"
"I hear it!" she cried. "The screams when they slice the heart out of a skinny bagel." #FP

— Lynne Blaszak (@girlgloaming) January 16, 2015

When it came down to it, she was just looking for somebody who would open his mouth and sing along. #FP

— Lynne Blaszak (@girlgloaming) January 30, 2015

First he jammed the accelerator. Then he slammed the brakes & her heart against its cage. And now, she's gonna feel it roar. #FP

— Lynne Blaszak (@girlgloaming) February 20, 2015

Throughout her life, she'd strapped herself into other people's roller coasters, only to realize it when everything was upside-down. #FP

— Lynne Blaszak (@girlgloaming) March 27, 2015

"Slice the center out?" a nurse asked a food truck man. The knife slipped, blood flecked bagel. So her shift began early. Rest? History. #FP

— Lynne Blaszak (@girlgloaming) April 10, 2015

"No? Never heard of it?"
"No." He lowered his eyes. "I'm not very well-read."
But you're well-lived, she thought. And that would do. #FP

— Lynne Blaszak (@girlgloaming) June 12, 2015

She was the kind of girl who whipped her hair up & then yanked it down, over & over, until it glistened with the oil from her fingers. #FP

— Lynne Blaszak (@girlgloaming) October 30, 2015

She said, "If you don't wake up I'll be the one that got away."
But he didn't listen.
And she didn't stay. #FP

— Lynne Blaszak (@girlgloaming) January 15, 2016

It was the sort of joint that served as much coffee in the cups as in the saucers. And it was the only place she didn't mind. #FP

— Lynne Blaszak (@girlgloaming) May 6, 2016

"Maybe you're dodging a bullet," her friend offered.
"Maybe."
But that begged the question: What, after all these yrs, kept taking aim? #FP

— Lynne Blaszak (@girlgloaming) July 15, 2016