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#fiction
Make yourself a memory
it's not like there's been a martian invasion
but the butterflies broke all the windows
dead birds in every hollow corner of the garden
fresh food for fly larvae, mouths and fairies
flowers with petals of letters that form nothing
not a word nor a verse nor any arithmic poetry
daggers of ice piercing the luminous young fruits
passing through the tender almost white meats
in the greenhouse there is a memory of orchids
and carnivorous plants that grew under the hair
it's more like there's been a sudden storm
a...
but the butterflies broke all the windows
dead birds in every hollow corner of the garden
fresh food for fly larvae, mouths and fairies
flowers with petals of letters that form nothing
not a word nor a verse nor any arithmic poetry
daggers of ice piercing the luminous young fruits
passing through the tender almost white meats
in the greenhouse there is a memory of orchids
and carnivorous plants that grew under the hair
it's more like there's been a sudden storm
a...
#dreams
#fiction
#narrative
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Make yourself a memory
it's not like there's been a martian invasion
but the butterflies broke all the windows
dead birds in every hollow corner of the garden
fresh food for fly larvae, mouths and fairies
flowers with petals of letters that form nothing
not a word nor a verse nor any arithmic poetry
daggers of ice piercing the luminous young fruits
passing through the tender almost white meats
in the greenhouse there is a memory of orchids
and carnivorous plants that grew under the hair
it's more like there's been a sudden storm
a...
but the butterflies broke all the windows
dead birds in every hollow corner of the garden
fresh food for fly larvae, mouths and fairies
flowers with petals of letters that form nothing
not a word nor a verse nor any arithmic poetry
daggers of ice piercing the luminous young fruits
passing through the tender almost white meats
in the greenhouse there is a memory of orchids
and carnivorous plants that grew under the hair
it's more like there's been a sudden storm
a...
#dreams
#fiction
#narrative
167 reads
0 Comments
Make yourself a memory
it's not like there's been a martian invasion
but the butterflies broke all the windows
dead birds in every hollow corner of the garden
fresh food for fly larvae, mouths and fairies
flowers with petals of letters that form nothing
not a word nor a verse nor any arithmic poetry
daggers of ice piercing the luminous young fruits
passing through the tender almost white meats
in the greenhouse there is a memory of orchids
and carnivorous plants that grew under the hair
it's more like there's been a sudden storm
a...
but the butterflies broke all the windows
dead birds in every hollow corner of the garden
fresh food for fly larvae, mouths and fairies
flowers with petals of letters that form nothing
not a word nor a verse nor any arithmic poetry
daggers of ice piercing the luminous young fruits
passing through the tender almost white meats
in the greenhouse there is a memory of orchids
and carnivorous plants that grew under the hair
it's more like there's been a sudden storm
a...
#dreams
#fiction
#narrative
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0 Comments
The Storyteller - One
Selecting, by far, the longest line
ignoring all others much shorter
I’m unemployed, got plenty of time
to wait for my favorite checker
When ringing up my items, last visit
she greeted me like a friend, so warmly
In voice so exquisite with smile so sublime
today I’m seen through a darker lens
one that sees right through me
before, her face created sunshine
countenance now flat, demeanor surly
“Hello” I say, she mumbles a response
she thinks I’m vain because I bought croissants
nope, she saw that off-brand, looked at...
ignoring all others much shorter
I’m unemployed, got plenty of time
to wait for my favorite checker
When ringing up my items, last visit
she greeted me like a friend, so warmly
In voice so exquisite with smile so sublime
today I’m seen through a darker lens
one that sees right through me
before, her face created sunshine
countenance now flat, demeanor surly
“Hello” I say, she mumbles a response
she thinks I’m vain because I bought croissants
nope, she saw that off-brand, looked at...
#fiction
#honesty
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
#NaPoWriMo2021
526 reads
3 Comments
The Storyteller - One
Selecting, by far, the longest line
ignoring all others much shorter
I’m unemployed, got plenty of time
to wait for my favorite checker
When ringing up my items, last visit
she greeted me like a friend, so warmly
In voice so exquisite with smile so sublime
today I’m seen through a darker lens
one that sees right through me
before, her face created sunshine
countenance now flat, demeanor surly
“Hello” I say, she mumbles a response
she thinks I’m vain because I bought croissants
nope, she saw that off-brand, looked at...
ignoring all others much shorter
I’m unemployed, got plenty of time
to wait for my favorite checker
When ringing up my items, last visit
she greeted me like a friend, so warmly
In voice so exquisite with smile so sublime
today I’m seen through a darker lens
one that sees right through me
before, her face created sunshine
countenance now flat, demeanor surly
“Hello” I say, she mumbles a response
she thinks I’m vain because I bought croissants
nope, she saw that off-brand, looked at...
#fiction
#honesty
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
#NaPoWriMo2021
526 reads
3 Comments
The Storyteller - One
Selecting, by far, the longest line
ignoring all others much shorter
I’m unemployed, got plenty of time
to wait for my favorite checker
When ringing up my items, last visit
she greeted me like a friend, so warmly
In voice so exquisite with smile so sublime
today I’m seen through a darker lens
one that sees right through me
before, her face created sunshine
countenance now flat, demeanor surly
“Hello” I say, she mumbles a response
she thinks I’m vain because I bought croissants
nope, she saw that off-brand, looked at...
ignoring all others much shorter
I’m unemployed, got plenty of time
to wait for my favorite checker
When ringing up my items, last visit
she greeted me like a friend, so warmly
In voice so exquisite with smile so sublime
today I’m seen through a darker lens
one that sees right through me
before, her face created sunshine
countenance now flat, demeanor surly
“Hello” I say, she mumbles a response
she thinks I’m vain because I bought croissants
nope, she saw that off-brand, looked at...
#fiction
#honesty
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
#NaPoWriMo2021
526 reads
3 Comments
The Storyteller - One
Selecting, by far, the longest line
ignoring all others much shorter
I’m unemployed, got plenty of time
to wait for my favorite checker
When ringing up my items, last visit
she greeted me like a friend, so warmly
In voice so exquisite with smile so sublime
today I’m seen through a darker lens
one that sees right through me
before, her face created sunshine
countenance now flat, demeanor surly
“Hello” I say, she mumbles a response
she thinks I’m vain because I bought croissants
nope, she saw that off-brand, looked at...
ignoring all others much shorter
I’m unemployed, got plenty of time
to wait for my favorite checker
When ringing up my items, last visit
she greeted me like a friend, so warmly
In voice so exquisite with smile so sublime
today I’m seen through a darker lens
one that sees right through me
before, her face created sunshine
countenance now flat, demeanor surly
“Hello” I say, she mumbles a response
she thinks I’m vain because I bought croissants
nope, she saw that off-brand, looked at...
#fiction
#honesty
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
#NaPoWriMo2021
526 reads
3 Comments
The Storyteller - One
Selecting, by far, the longest line
ignoring all others much shorter
I’m unemployed, got plenty of time
to wait for my favorite checker
When ringing up my items, last visit
she greeted me like a friend, so warmly
In voice so exquisite with smile so sublime
today I’m seen through a darker lens
one that sees right through me
before, her face created sunshine
countenance now flat, demeanor surly
“Hello” I say, she mumbles a response
she thinks I’m vain because I bought croissants
nope, she saw that off-brand, looked at...
ignoring all others much shorter
I’m unemployed, got plenty of time
to wait for my favorite checker
When ringing up my items, last visit
she greeted me like a friend, so warmly
In voice so exquisite with smile so sublime
today I’m seen through a darker lens
one that sees right through me
before, her face created sunshine
countenance now flat, demeanor surly
“Hello” I say, she mumbles a response
she thinks I’m vain because I bought croissants
nope, she saw that off-brand, looked at...
#fiction
#honesty
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
#NaPoWriMo2021
526 reads
3 Comments
The Glamorous Couple Next Door
flash fiction
They were in a hotel not far from the Spanish Steps. The place was filled with American tourists, including a Mr and Mrs Franks who had sat with them at dinner and asked them to explain various British idioms in their coarse, braying voices. ‘I don’t know how you stand them’ said Jane.
‘Me?’ said Barnaby, rootling through a suitcase on a chair with a broken crossbar. ‘You’re the one who caused them to glom onto us at bridge last night.’
‘I only said that she looked just like me in that hat when I was here last year.’ She threw up her hands. ‘Bah!...
They were in a hotel not far from the Spanish Steps. The place was filled with American tourists, including a Mr and Mrs Franks who had sat with them at dinner and asked them to explain various British idioms in their coarse, braying voices. ‘I don’t know how you stand them’ said Jane.
‘Me?’ said Barnaby, rootling through a suitcase on a chair with a broken crossbar. ‘You’re the one who caused them to glom onto us at bridge last night.’
‘I only said that she looked just like me in that hat when I was here last year.’ She threw up her hands. ‘Bah!...
#sex
#fiction
#ShortStory #horror
#ShortStory #horror
107 reads
2 Comments
The Glamorous Couple Next Door
flash fiction
They were in a hotel not far from the Spanish Steps. The place was filled with American tourists, including a Mr and Mrs Franks who had sat with them at dinner and asked them to explain various British idioms in their coarse, braying voices. ‘I don’t know how you stand them’ said Jane.
‘Me?’ said Barnaby, rootling through a suitcase on a chair with a broken crossbar. ‘You’re the one who caused them to glom onto us at bridge last night.’
‘I only said that she looked just like me in that hat when I was here last year.’ She threw up her hands. ‘Bah!...
They were in a hotel not far from the Spanish Steps. The place was filled with American tourists, including a Mr and Mrs Franks who had sat with them at dinner and asked them to explain various British idioms in their coarse, braying voices. ‘I don’t know how you stand them’ said Jane.
‘Me?’ said Barnaby, rootling through a suitcase on a chair with a broken crossbar. ‘You’re the one who caused them to glom onto us at bridge last night.’
‘I only said that she looked just like me in that hat when I was here last year.’ She threw up her hands. ‘Bah!...
#sex
#fiction
#ShortStory #horror
#ShortStory #horror
107 reads
2 Comments
The Glamorous Couple Next Door
flash fiction
They were in a hotel not far from the Spanish Steps. The place was filled with American tourists, including a Mr and Mrs Franks who had sat with them at dinner and asked them to explain various British idioms in their coarse, braying voices. ‘I don’t know how you stand them’ said Jane.
‘Me?’ said Barnaby, rootling through a suitcase on a chair with a broken crossbar. ‘You’re the one who caused them to glom onto us at bridge last night.’
‘I only said that she looked just like me in that hat when I was here last year.’ She threw up her hands. ‘Bah!...
They were in a hotel not far from the Spanish Steps. The place was filled with American tourists, including a Mr and Mrs Franks who had sat with them at dinner and asked them to explain various British idioms in their coarse, braying voices. ‘I don’t know how you stand them’ said Jane.
‘Me?’ said Barnaby, rootling through a suitcase on a chair with a broken crossbar. ‘You’re the one who caused them to glom onto us at bridge last night.’
‘I only said that she looked just like me in that hat when I was here last year.’ She threw up her hands. ‘Bah!...
#sex
#fiction
#ShortStory #horror
#ShortStory #horror
107 reads
2 Comments
The Glamorous Couple Next Door
flash fiction
They were in a hotel not far from the Spanish Steps. The place was filled with American tourists, including a Mr and Mrs Franks who had sat with them at dinner and asked them to explain various British idioms in their coarse, braying voices. ‘I don’t know how you stand them’ said Jane.
‘Me?’ said Barnaby, rootling through a suitcase on a chair with a broken crossbar. ‘You’re the one who caused them to glom onto us at bridge last night.’
‘I only said that she looked just like me in that hat when I was here last year.’ She threw up her hands. ‘Bah!...
They were in a hotel not far from the Spanish Steps. The place was filled with American tourists, including a Mr and Mrs Franks who had sat with them at dinner and asked them to explain various British idioms in their coarse, braying voices. ‘I don’t know how you stand them’ said Jane.
‘Me?’ said Barnaby, rootling through a suitcase on a chair with a broken crossbar. ‘You’re the one who caused them to glom onto us at bridge last night.’
‘I only said that she looked just like me in that hat when I was here last year.’ She threw up her hands. ‘Bah!...
#sex
#fiction
#ShortStory #horror
#ShortStory #horror
107 reads
2 Comments
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