Twigs

Image of a twig of a tree against a black background.For the past few years their sheets remained straight when he tried to court her. When did you get that perfume? he’d say but she wasn’t wearing any or maybe she was and she didn’t know it. Mornings, she was quiet, swaying in the wind of their living room. Hey did you fly away? he’d say. Only once did she hear him. That day, a nurse came in a car. Mostly, she remembered how his eyes were the color of marbles. She held that idea in her mind like a twig as he hunted around for her suitcase and slippers.

 

 

Meg Pokrass is the author of nine prose collections and two novellas in flash. Her work has been anthologized in Flash Fiction America, Flash Fiction International, New Micro, The Best Small Fictions 2022 and 2023, and the Wigleaf Top 50. Meg’s newest full collection, The First Law of Holes: New and Selected Stories is forthcoming from Dzanc Books in 2024.

Photo Credit: Judy Dean

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