At the Top of an Obelisk [A Flash Fiction]

My old man once said, standing here, and pointing in front with his gold-tipped mahogany cane, “what a city it was…joy…happiness…” I had asked him, “now…what it is…” He had a mirth in his broken voice while replying, “grave…graves…those are monolith…no…actually obelisk…on the dream…dreams…of yours…of mine…of children of yours…my grandchildren…” “Excuse me…sir…Mrs. Gallyot will see you…… Continue reading At the Top of an Obelisk [A Flash Fiction]

Warmth [A Flash Fiction]

The sun will not rise today because it’s cloudy from the fog, and there had been snowfall last night. I took a deep breath, the deep my heart can’t take, and leave it rather cough it out. A smoke of a few seconds. Last night what had happened, was waiting to have happened. It’s being…… Continue reading Warmth [A Flash Fiction]

When I Know

How far I go From you I return to you Rather dragged Suddenly all of. Does this happens to you Moment questioned ’cause I know you don’t. Sangbad 01/15/2018

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