Pocket Fiction

Sitting Pretty

Published August 8, 2017 in Trish - 0 Comments

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In Black Canyon City.

Sleeping on a bench, no rain, mild breeze.

Fixing her hair just right, you never know who might appear

in the moonlight.

Pull you from the down and out,

right back up again.

Trish had almost forgotten about him,

he’d been gone that long.

Still help out hope he might

be back this way again.

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