They sent you to the moon but not our moon, not the moon that binds us when we look into her face. Does her light still hit you where you are? If you find a moment, write home soon. Your emails now take months instead of days.
Originally published in Dot Club #35 (November 2021)
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Love, Nostalgia & Lights in the Sky is a collection of tiny stories, featuring some of my micro fiction, #vss (very short stories), flash and short poetry previously published here, in my newsletter and on my social profiles.
This book contains some adult content of a romantic and sexual nature, and is intended for readers over the age of eighteen.
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Our elbows touched. He turned away—as if I wouldn’t catch him—and blushed into his bawdy paperback. Seconds later, he downed his coffee and darted out the door.
I watched lazily as he fumbled for his keys. He fell into the driver’s seat and took off. Rain darkened the asphalt of his parking bay.
Ah dear—I thought, lighting up my Kindle with a smile—if only you knew what I was reading too. We could be such good friends 😏
Originally published in Dot Club #13 (June 2019).
As he bumbled over the tiny wound, she dropped the secateurs. Clumsy with roses, clumsy with words, this boy—and yet, such clever eyes. They matched the emblem on his varsity blazer.
Taken by the spring, she held his finger to her lips and sucked it. His voice faded into the rustling distance.
The clocktower bell rang the hour. She left him clean and pink-cheeked.
“You’d better get to class.”
“I’ll call you later.”
She smiled. “We’ll see.”
Hands on hips, she straightened her hat and turned back to her work. The bushes always looked a fright this time of year, but no matter. Something would bloom soon enough.
Originally published in Dot Club #14 (July 2019)