Tagged: friday flash

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The Mechanic

She was lying under a blue Honda and grasped onto the shaft of the steel tool she used on the car a client was to pick up in a few hours. It was a...

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Your Touch

I stepped out of the bathroom and there you were. Waiting for me. The towel on my head moved slightly to the side when you kissed my forehead. A string of wet hair escaped...

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The Flower Shop Window

His hand is pushing my face against the window of the flower shop. The cold glass and my skin are glued together. I can smell yesterday’s roses and tulips. My breath leaves a dew...

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Dancing into the Night

“Bela Lugosi’s dead, undead undead” The famous goth anthem was playing when I entered the club. This Saturday’s debauchery happened in the local World War 2 left-over underground bunker. The place’s atmosphere fit tonight’s...

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Staircase Strangers

The sun was still shining as we were walking down the street. He was holding my hand and when I looked at him, he smirked. It was that certain expression that usually only meant...