I touched the roughen ridge around my eye for the tenth time in the same amount of minutes. I put my hand underneath my butt to stop myself from that repetitive motion. I am afraid I will turn into my old golden lab who licked his paw raw as the thunder storm occurred overhead. IContinue reading “Reflecting Back, again – flash fiction”
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JUST A GUN
I am just a gun. Yes, just like any other gun. And I’m laying here on the school ground steps. I am just a gun Yes, better than any other gun. I can be bought by any 18yr old And any good guy with a gun. You don’t need training to learn to shoot meContinue reading “JUST A GUN”