#21/11-11-2014

short-short-
stories:
10 words,
or just about

momma’s gone?
can’t i go
with her?

that mountain
took his toes.
he was lucky.
others weren’t.

another ship passed.
alone he screamed,
‘CAN’T ANYONE
SEE SMOKE!?’

she cradled her newborn
as snow collapsed
their cardboard
home.

the dog waited.
they didn’t come back.
he kept waiting.

he loaded her car.
‘here,’ she said.
a quarter.

‘that’s not art,’
her husband said.
then he took
her painting
down.

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