Pocket Fiction


Published August 2, 2017 in Eve - 0 Comments


Eve put the forget-me-nots on the counter.

She put blue water in a vase and the powder,

which she wanted to taste,

but then wondered, “Is it poison?”

Her friend boy was gone for the weekend,

to the Pinnacles.

It was so hot there that his sweat evaporated

and made it rain on the highway.

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