The music faces you. Its eyes open slowly, deliberately, forming a carousel of restless gold and silver. You are mesmerized. It runs a scarlet tongue across piano-key lips. You run away, but feel its smile writhe under your skin.
YOU ARE READING
Flash Fiction and Short-Shorts
DiversosAll stories here are 1000 words or less. Though small, they are big in meaning. There are also writing prompts for the dreaded block. The last essay-- I don't exactly agree with anymore, but my writing was on fire. I was going through some things! ...
