The Ride

He stared absently out of the window from the backseat of the car as it crept through the city traffic. The billboard lights and neon signs pasted colors on his face, exposing his innermost thoughts and feelings. These hues defined his sense of anger, sorrow, and most of all, envy. The city streets opened upContinue reading “The Ride”

More three step flash fiction

No one knew there was a flaw. They admired the piece for what it was, perfectly un-perfect. The artist tried to hide the anger welling up, covering it with a look of aloofness, like it was just another day. It would be remembered as the artist’s greatest piece regardless. The doors opened and the crowedContinue reading “More three step flash fiction”