The blade bites the water, the music dies. You gasp for air that tastes like roses and regret.
The Setup: A veteran skater has just performed their final routine at the Olympics. They know they have just lost the gold medal by a fraction of a second. Kiss and Cry
You kissed the ice this morning during practice. You cried in the locker room at sixteen. Now you sit in the place named for both, waiting for a number to tell you if the last four years were poetry or math. The blade bites the water, the music dies
The camera finds the crack in your lipstick. You do not hide. They know they have just lost the gold
Life is not the podium. Life is the thirty seconds after the music stops, sitting in the "Kiss and Cry." Let yourself have both. Option 2: Creative Writing Prompt (Fiction) Title: The Waiting Place Write a scene set entirely inside the Kiss and Cry.
