Posted for Five Sentence Fiction—where this week’s one-word prompt is “Pirates.”
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The storms outside have rendered my fragile craft impotent—but those within are worse. Everything seems so dark, foreboding. Roiling waves toss me about, confuse me. Who is that on the horizon—a rescuer perhaps? But no, he travels on by—oblivious to my desperation—leaving me at the mercy of the pirates of my mind.
Victoria C. Slotto, Author 
What a neat metaphor, and I love the play on the word “craft”! Those pirates of the mind can be dastardly, for sure!
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A wonderfully written piece.
I love the last sentence and the imagery conjured up by “…at the mercy of the pirates of my mind.”
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Feels like the way depression can crash upon us suddenly, like waves stealing joy and energy; and how a passerby would never suspect such desperation…not knowing that a kind smile might help.
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I really liked this. You are very talented at expressing complex emotions in just a few lines.
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You described panic so well, and could be related to so many things, beautiful words!
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A psychological take — I like it! You captured it well with the staccato fragments.
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I like the psychological twist to this. It’s a beautiful metaphor, but it can easily be seen literally. That double meaning/imagery is killer. Very poetic.
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Poetic for sure. I could feel the rolling deck!
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I love your last sentence; so hopeless and helpless. Well done. xx
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This is almost poetry, stark and moving. I love it.
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Your mastery of metaphor is mind-blowing!
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In five sentences, you took me inside and out – all at once. Phew. Well done, Victoria.
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This old salt has been tossed around plenty, on that big bad Pacific….I can still see the waves breaking over the ship.
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