Potential #WordyWednedsay



She admired herself.
Dark curls danced around the oval of her face.
Limpid eyes that enticed, framed by the perfect arch of her questioning brows.
The haughty gracefulness of her high cheekbones. The cupid bow mouth that always hid a smirk within its smile, she was often told.
She should have been a little taller, was a common verdict but she secretly thought she was just right. Her body, a geometry of perfectly placed curves, and fullness.
She, the envy of women and the dream of men setting alight the silver screen, looked away from the fading photograph on the wall and sighed, as another gulp of whisky burned a familiar trail down her throat and the welcome numbness of the tranquilizer began setting in.
Yes, she had the potential.
If only people could have seen it.
 30 years ago.

This post is written for Wordy Wednesday, the word prompt for which was Potential

7 thoughts on “Potential #WordyWednedsay

  1. Oh, Mayuri! This began with such hope and positivity that the ending stunned me completely! Truly what a waste of such potential. Wonderful, heartfelt take on the prompt. You go, girl.

  2. Ah, but such a sad and yet realistic post as how often does this happen? Such a shame and loss of her potential. <3

  3. Whoa! A twister towards the end….great read!

  4. Ah, but such a sad and yet realistic post as how often does this happen? Such a shame and loss of her potential. <3

  5. Ah, but such a sad and yet realistic post as how often does this happen? Such a shame and loss of her potential. <3

  6. That was some twist in the tale. Nice take on the prompt.

  7. It's sad but happens more often than we'd like to think. Beautifully penned.

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