The cardiologist told her to return later. "A condition of the heart..." was all he had said. Her heart was in her mouth when she pushed open the cabinet door. She saw the burning candles, the silver dinnerware, the fine wine. The doctor, neatly dressed, held a bouquet of roses. Some of you may remember … Continue reading 50-Word Stories #5 – The Appointment
It happens sometimes, to be close to someone far in the last row at the cinema an armrest away from everything or nothing at all, silently unsaying what you cannot say, hoping against hope something of hers would drop so you could pick it up or at least for her hair to come undone (when … Continue reading close & far
When his muse died, the poet was heartbroken. He drank, he wrote verses, but found no comfort. One night he sneaked into the cemetery. He broke into her tomb and stole her urn. It was past the witching hour when the poet ate his muse, one spoonful at a time. Some of you may remember … Continue reading 50-Word Stories #4 – The Muse
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