….. the queue was so long …..
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Soup Kitchen
‘See that tall spire?’ said the woman, who wore layers of scruffy clothes, I nodded, thinking that could be me in a few years, if I’m spared. ‘They have food and beds most nights’ she said. Relieved, I went down the hill, but as the light faded so did my energy.
The path levelled out and the spire disappeared from view. My stomach howled, like the wind that blew rubbish around the cobbled maze of streets. I willed my frozen feet forward. A path opened up; there was the church, salvation at last. But the queue was so long, I waited all night for sustenance.
Lucid Gypsy 
Wow, very powerful, Gilly. I love this. 🙂
Powerful and profound, Gilly. (had a break and decided to hop over for a visit 🙂 )
A really sad take on the prompt Gilly. There are likely to be too many who could associated with it. 😦
Intensity follows every word in this short excerpt. I hope there’s more. These 100 word challenges leave me wanting more. So sad ….
The imagery is intense. Reading this made my stomach growl. I’m always more hungry when it’s cold and that long w-a-I-t.. Powerful.
so sad, profound and tragic, your writing paints such a painful picture of this poor soul … i can almost see her demise in a few days time …
Really, really good, Gilly, Your imagery is perfect.
Well written Gilly. You are so good at this hon. 🙂 *hugs*
Goodness me, this is a moving and beautifully constructed piece. I’ve not done one for a while; mine is rather flippant.
I have missed reading your pieces and shall endeavour to visit more regularly.
Well crafted Gilly! Was surprised by the ending!