A piece for Sacha Black’s writespiration prompt,
‘the girl that wore the black hood’. A 52 word story.
Kneeling in the rain
A girl with a black hood faces
A newly dug grave. Her white hands
And hold the cold granite.
Engraved is her mother’s name.
Did you think this couldn’t happen?
A silent killer has no motive.
Pull back your black hood today,
Feel the bald rain.