It’s Flash Fiction Tuesday at Gobblers / Masticadores.
Lost and forlorn. A feeling that consumes and debilitates.
Ever felt like people aren’t your thing, the world isn’t your place…
Read ahead, and click the blue link to find out exactly what I mean. Enjoy!
Dry, withered, desolate, broken from my roots. Driven by the wind, a perpetual rolling mass. Tossed around as pleased by forces that supersede. They are unaware that it is I who no longer cares. Objections arise when there’s fire in the belly and passion in the heart. Why talk of dreams that were doused long […]