Hidden danger of lust
The ice-cream man tolls his bell for the
living—and the walking dead. The living run
for cold heaven, the dead to plead for sleep.
And one will gain peace if a living child's lust
for ice-cream distracts leaving a car and a
smiling fading wraith their last living memory.
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This blog was inspired by First 50 words where you freewrite from a single word prompt. I use random words or images to create flash fiction in formats ranging from twitter postcards to short short stories.