you’re in the sun
and I’m in the rain
you’re got good shit
and I’m in dogshit
yet once it wer me
so it’s fair
but soon
so soon
you’ll need me umbrella
Random Word: Summer Holiday
Flash Fiction learning that the heart of writing is imagination + craft + editing.
Her note, said come over. But, come over where? They had fallen into bed at her flat. This room suggested an older house. Raising his head, the shadows said noon. God, his mouth was sandy.
Behind the observation-glass, Frau Schmidt ticked the awakening time as correct. The game could begin.
Random Word: Get a room already
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