Thanks to Spillwords Press for publishing my poem Diminuendo.

Thanks to Spillwords Press for publishing my poem Diminuendo.
You took my hand, and we slipped away from Karen’s party like we’d known each other forever. Later, I scribbled down my number, then a lingering, predawn kiss at your front door. All week I lived on memories. Brown, pliable curves and wine-dark nipples stiffening under the brush of my fingertips. My phone sat stubbornly …
A piece of flash fiction exploring the unpredictability of sudden romance.
“Thanks,” he croaks. His unnatural gyrations are freaking me out. I ease the car into traffic. He babbles about hiding from the police. I’m brimming with a host of different emotions. His right elbow bangs sharply against the passenger window. “Stop thrashing around.” “Sorry,” he mumbles. But he can’t stop, limbs flailing with the frantic …
“Thanks,” he croaks. His unnatural gyrations are freaking me out. I ease the car into traffic. He babbles about hiding from the police. I’m brimming with a host of different emotions. His right elbow bangs sharply against the passenger window. “Stop thrashing around.” “Sorry,” he mumbles. But he can’t stop, limbs flailing with the frantic …
Check out Fungible Love, 1986, another piece of micro-fiction from yours truly appearing on www.thedrabble.wordpress.com. For those not familiar with what a drabble is, it's a story told in 100 words or less. Check out their site for new micro-fiction and poetry posted daily. You can also view Fungible Love, 1986 on my site.
I'd like to thank The Drabble for posting a short piece I adapted for their site! If you don't have time to read War and Peace during your busy day, you've got a short attention span *cough Jason Etzel and James McDonald*, or you simply appreciate the art of brevity in writing (100 words or …
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