She wakes up sad. She can’t shit. She spreads out the foil. no creases. folds it in half. She puts the stuff in the crease. holds a lighter under it. A zippo. then smokes it. Well smokes the smoke. It’s like kissing god or the kiss of the spider woman or the kiss of death. whatever. a kiss. The end.
in sixty words or less by Melissa Chadburn
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3 responses to “in sixty words or less by Melissa Chadburn”
Very powerfully written, and the e.e. cummings style really added to the story. Short strong writing.
I especially like the end. I mean that literally, of course. Very good.
Sweet and vaguely familiar. I mean that hypothetically of course.