The participation forced, willing the soul. The map carved to destined harrows, the walk through hell, a road of sorrows.
The path is paved—
why go through the common mallow,
concede, while the water is still shallow.
Photo by Break the rings, shackles built to heal,
movement convenient, for what
loops around, opinions rut.
This week's prompt is:
“map"
Friday 20th February 2026... It's ZapFic50Friday! Write a story in PRECISELY 50 words.
Every #ZapFicMonday write a #ZapFic240 (a story written using 240 characters or less), Every #ZapFic50Friday write a #Zapfic50 (a story written in precisely 50 WORDS!)
