vivin (United States) published:
PROMPT: Flash Fiction Competition 2020
The Wild, in all her exuberance, could be the mere foundation of a dream. We are standing on the Beach of Whale’s Bones, barefoot. I am so caught up in her, that I forget the dentist who stole my baby teeth to rearrange his smile, the sea weeping beside us, everything holy to me- it all falls Quiet while she is here.
She says my name like a prayer. I finally know the ache of hunger. “I love you.”
5 months ago