Yeah Write #67: Leaving ( #amwriting #microstory )
Empty mugs and cold coffee rings punctuated the tail of twenty years on a Thursday afternoon. “We’ll talk again soon,” he said. She muttered, “What for?” He kissed her temple, … Continue reading
Yeah Write #59: Into the Light ( #amwriting #microstory )
We are star stuff borne into the cosmos and led astray by compulsions. Mother–the light of a billion billion infinities–calls her children home, and we chase flame and comet, seeking … Continue reading
