I'm a convict, serving a life sentence for some mishap I'm not guilty of.
I've tried escaping this prison. Believe me; I've tried.
Sometimes it almost feels like I'm going to finally break free.
Then, one day, it happens again - a sudden electric shock runs down my leg, and the excruciating pain helps me remember: there's no escape from Sciatica.
[Written for #vss365 - very short stories 365 - a flash fiction writing challenge on Twitter.]
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Memento mori: A Collection of Very Short Stories and Prose Poems
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