u get what u wish 4 – mysterious mysterious message on her computer screen. Suicide note, police decided.
Took all night. Bruised and battered, she lay with last of life draining as night sky leaked dawn’s blood.
If only she had known before saying, jealously, into that mirror at midnight: “Wish I was a fly on the wall while he’s screwing that witch.”
a bit of a buzz, a flyspeck of writing in the raw for Sunday Photo Fiction 30.04.17