Fuck. I can't believe he ate the whole pie.
I am brokenhearted.
When he barfs, I hold back his hair, making absent soothing noises.
Between heaves,
It dawns on him.
We will never have sex again.
This is a wisdom tale. SHARE THE DAMN PIE.
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Taken from an accidental word grouping: https://valerieroney.ca/2020/07/05/soul-spelunking/
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Nailed It! - flash and micro fiction
HumorVery short stories where I have (hopefully) "nailed it" in a handful of words. Comments and critiques welcome.
