
It was beauty and light. It burned bright and fast. And then it was gone, leaving nothing behind but a vivid memory. Like the smoke from your cigarette, our love was ephemeral, so fleeting that I wonder, was it love or just lust?
(Exactly 43 words)
Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, where the prompt word is “ephemeral” in exactly 43 words. Image from Bing Image Creator.
great piece of flash 🙌
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Bob Lee’s Murder Exposes …
San Francisco’s “Lifestyle Culture”
[belying of merit in the rich/Silicon Valley]
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