Frank micro fiction poetry and flotsam
A blog of Flash Fiction, poetry and commentary.
Saturday, April 21, 2012
Eye Catching Patterns
A gun, a bag, some muscle, plad coat headed for Jax highway. Buckets of beer the slumping sound of a dead body on car horn. Hand gone cold and blue beer warm and stale. The 9 milimiter says nothing in eye catching smoking patterns
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