"One may have a blazing hearth in one's soul and yet no one ever came to sit by it. Passers-by see only a wisp of smoke from the chimney and continue on their way.." vincent van gogh.
June 17, 2012 § 2 Comments
A story I wrote has been selected for feature online at Smashed Cat Magazine. You can read it by clicking here.
Tagged: bizarre, dark, fiction, fingers, flash fiction, humor, Prose, reunion, short stories, short story, strange, vase, writing
Well written, oh so bizarre story.
Scary, but very well done. Kudos!
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