Disfunction? He’s harder than he shows.
Tag: Flash fiction
Six Words – Enough
He gave everything… she thought enough.
Saturday Shorts – Lines alone together
Talking to himself – can’t get a word in else.
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This love thing, so many words – ‘I love you’ never heard.
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She did things with so many – he did the same with few.
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Her want, sophistication – her need, the rough of him.
Saturday Shorts – Maybe
We’ll meet maybe
have a good weekend
we just can’t agree
it’s not about you
your life your fears
it’s mine too you see
Landline
A second cup of coffee, manuscript unread
pages turned over, ink and pencil damn his
printed lies, not fiction, no editing can hide.
Landline within a hand’s reach, adjacent to
a still full cup, arms tight beside his frame
too weak to lift, conscience has its weight.
A ring, expected, yet he jolts as if in shock
he says ‘yes’ to silence, her breathing takes
the place of words, still living, how absurd.
Saturday Shorts – 3/Oct/20
He didn’t ask
he didn’t know
she’d say yes
he thought no
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Beside her
no one
space between
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He made her smile
maybe… next week
End Line
His recall, a Saturday he let go… a Sunday he found himself, alone.
He thought/She thought #1
He thought, ‘I’ll trust you till I don’t’
She thought, ‘I don’t trust you already’
Six Words – 27/Jul/20
Sentenced by line. No remission, unkind.
I swear…
I swear, I don’t, do you?