Curious Flash Fiction by Simon J. Wood
(700 words) I start to go around my apartment, dumping papers and associated junk unceremoniously into the boxes. Box one, a stack of writing magazines that have been cluttering my desk for months. Why don’t I read them? Or write, for that matter? Oh, I don’t have time, of course. Well I guess I could quit watching endless re-runs of Seinfeld, but, well, I wouldn’t want to break the habit of a lifetime. Anyway, out of sight, out of mind!
(Acrostic Valentine Poem) Violets are violet, letters are read. A lover's words preserved blindly, left best unsaid. Envelopes, bundled, tied with a band ...
(Acrostic Valentine Poem) Violets are violet, letters are read. A lover's words preserved blindly, left best unsaid. Envelopes, bundled, tied with a band ...
(Acrostic Valentine Poem) Violets are violet, letters are read. A lover's words preserved blindly, left best unsaid. Envelopes, bundled, tied with a band ...