Tag: flashfiction
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Eyes of a Fly
Seeing red boxes everywhere. Call a van. Call of hands. To lift me outta here. Return to sender via a rubber stamp. Stamped the onslaught of negative thought. Font size 11. Dress like your seven. Teens think you’re a messiah. Horned-toothed on a pin-toothed cardigan. Not again. Catalogue another bad heart again. Call a friend.…