and when it rains, I’ll run for cover under the oldest house with the loudest roof

Jessica  Tremp
Author: Jessica Tremp
Word Count: 247
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and when it rains, I’ll run for cover under the oldest house with the loudest roof

The ship sank deep when it came off the tracks of the waves.
Just days before, she’d climbed on board his shoulders when his smile offered itself as a safe platform to step onto. They’d danced along the floorboards, as the belly of his boat slithered through caterpillar mangroves, past houses with held in whispers that hung like crooked teeth on slopes. The sea seemed so lazy, so she took off her shoes and sank into his muscles. She looked up at the grey sky in their eyes, unalarmed and was pleased she could smell the rain approaching. His lips always tasted better through it. The coffee in her mug grew cold and bitter as he turned his back on her, so she stumbled over the piled up baggage in the aisle to see out the window on the other side what could be causing it. It looked like winter. The rain had slowed and frozen into snow. She wasn’t afraid. She always understood where autumn went and why it came back, but he never did. Turn back that is. She could see now that his fingers were webbed and he was breathing through gills. The wind rushed up her bare legs as she stood there in his striped shirt and her feet felt soggy. She looked down at her toes, willing them to be fins.
She should have known better than to board a boat of paper, but she loved the feeling of drowning too much.

  • Paul Louis Villani

    Paul Louis Vil...

    Wow! Too many superlatives come to mind as I wish to describe how I felt reading this.
    In case I haven’t said it before… you’re an absolute gem! (...and so very talented too!) :D

  • Lisa  Jewell

    Lisa Jewell

    You tell it like no other…your oils are thick and your canvas layered with your heart after your heart.
    Jess, the last lines – truly are stunning…..I felt submerged in that heady asphyxiated feeling…

    XOXOX

  • Geoff  Coleman - Landscapes

    Geoff Coleman...

    I look at a ton of stuff on RB and elsewhere. Almost none of it touches me like your writing. No one can evoke the landscape of unrequited love like you Jessica – intense and visceral.

  • ltruskett

    ltruskett

    So delicious….........

  • Darryl A

    Darryl A

    Jess, I don’t know how you compress so much emotion into so little a space.
    Beautiful work… you are very talented indeed.

  • mstrace

    mstrace

    she should have known better then to board a boat of paper

    the piece was beautiful, but this line spoke to me on a personal level…having boarded way too many paper boats in my time. as always, stunning.

  • jemimalovesbigted

    jemimalovesbigted

    I love the sound of the rain on an old tin roof… but I hate when they leak.

  • PJ Ryan

    PJ Ryan

    brilliant girl .. absolutely brilliant …

    I suggest you make a hat with the paper and wear it when you’re drunk … or get that origami happening again. Or burn it.

    xx

  • Jason Moses

    Jason Moses

    Jessica, will you write songs for me? The title alone was fine, and our words are touching and engrossing as ever.

  • Jodi Webb

    Jodi Webb

    Wow Jess. I look forward to your writing and this is no exception. You always create such vivid scenes, and I felt like I was part of her – watching from the sidelines. I love what you create. Absolutely brilliant piece of writing.

  • shaktipat

    shaktipat

    ‘His lips always tasted better through it.’ i wonder if they taste nearly as sweet as your delectable words.

  • MissKristy

    MissKristy

    Indeed JessieT…no-one writes like you. I’ve never felt such intoxicating depth and delicate dreaminess all at the same time..as when I read your words.
    I particularly love
    They’d danced along the floorboards, as the belly of his boat slithered through caterpillar mangroves
    Oh what gorgeous imagery….I’m lost in it.

  • CateTownsend

    CateTownsend

    Absolutely amazing

  • Lisa  Jewell

    Lisa Jewell

    Dearest Jess,

    I forgot to mention. I LOVE the title of this piece….you start this on a perfect note and continue you into a full blown sonata….
    xox

  • VelvetGirl

    VelvetGirl

    I love this and I echo Paul Louis comment. Too beautiful. xx

  • jomei249

    jomei249

    Jess, you really come up with some gems, catepillar mangroves for instance. So imaginative, vivid and enjoyable to read. The enigmatic last line made me smile.

  • deliriousgirl

    deliriousgirl

    OH DAMN! This just absolutely melts me!!! This is so so so seriously fantastic that it makes me sob like a baby!!!

  • Angel Gold

    Angel Gold

    Sigh… Sounds like sucha luxury. Beautifully written

  • berndt2

    berndt2

    Brilliant…. amazingly crafted and evocative

  • yt sumner

    yt sumner

    Silly water, now I know whay I love you so…I wish I could breathe underwater and read this forever. xxx

  • natapee

    natapee

    that last line touches me very deeply. beautiful beautiful beautiful.

  • Trish Cooper

    Trish Cooper

    Amazing work Jess….simply amazing…....what a gift you have wow!!!!! Beautiful work!!! You are simply one of the best on this site!!!!!

  • Matthew Dalton

    Matthew Dalton

    Hi Jessica, this piece is beautiful.

    For me this piece is a Rosetta stone for your images that include water. It’s a wonderful nexus.

  • MichaelCouacaud

    MichaelCouacaud

    wonderful work

  • Paul Compton

    Paul Compton

    Magic. Oh…...that last line….....oh. Simply marvelous writing Jessica : )

  • pAgEdOwN

    pAgEdOwN

    Transforming & mesmerising. Takes me outside of my four walls and puts me right there.

  • Ange

    Ange

    wow this is beautiful jess.

  • Luke Downes

    Luke Downes

    It kills me that women are so unafraid of drowning into someone, but it’s just that willingness to choke that gets me to fall in love with them.

  • awdigitaldreams

    awdigitaldreams

    brilliant

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