Yeah Write #79: Just Here for the Cash ( #amwriting #microstory )
Beer and corn nuts perfume my outfit. “Another round, Babe,” they call. My matte lipstick smiles. That’s not my name. A skeever grabs my ass; I nod to Henry. The … Continue reading
Yeah Write #77: The Leviathan Mirror — Salar de Uyuni ( #amwriting #microstory )
Where titans once wept, ten billion tons of barren salt reflects the cumulus, cyaneous sky. A leviathan of space and time stretches into an infinite brine mirror. Cold and hushed, … Continue reading