In dream, images lure: my hands spanning his bony scapula, lips kissing his neck, leg snaking his muscles as I lean back, believing he won’t ever let me go.
Awake, I pray for strength I cannot muster, to rise, to walk, to forgive the texting teen for unraveling our tango.
Sudha Balagopal’s short fiction appears in Jellyfish Review, Drabble, New Flash Fiction Review, New World Writing, and other journals. She is the author of a novel, A New Dawn. See more at sudhabalagopal.com.
Spectacular – one of the best flash fiction stories I’ve ever read and surely a top contender for annual recognition.
Thank you so much!
Says so much in so few words! You’re getting to be an expert.
Oh, thank you so much, Donna!
Sudha rocks.
Thanks, Elizabeth!
Your writing is very enigmatic. I’m not sure that I know what enigmatic means. Having read some of your other stories, perhaps you’ll tell me. One question; did the student take a compromising photo and put it on Facebook to embarrass her or is it allegorical?
Hey Beryl! The second half of the story is pointing to the character’s physical difficulty with standing and walking, implying that there has been an accident (caused by the other driver’s inattention while texting). I hope that sheds a little on the story for you.
Thanks for responding to Beryl, Tim!
And yes, Beryl, he is right!