Six Word Story
Last one alive, closes the door.
She said something about me being a good listener. I don't know, I wasn't paying attention.
I loved how the universe manifested itself as her. And for that brief moment in billions of years, I was there for it.
City lights,
so unique.
sidewalks,
mostly the same.
Do you ever think that if a dog sees a seal sunbathing on the rocky shore he would think, "Holy shit! A mermaid!"?
Redux the Revenge.
I use to like riding the metro around the city with with no predetermined destination.
I've forgotten where exactly.
The stains of human history
can never be erased,
only masked over until tolerable.