then october came

I had no face until she painted it, and for a while, this worked. Then October came and so did the rain. Without eyes, I couldn’t find my way back to her. Without a mouth, I couldn’t ask for help.

/ flash fiction

then october came

I had no face until she painted it, and for a while, this worked. Then October came and so did the rain. Without eyes, I couldn’t find my way back to her. Without a mouth, I couldn’t ask for help.

/ October 25, 2013 / Leave a comment