Death was always accurate; not a moment too soon and not a minute too late. He kept a stopwatch, and always minded the hour. He held himself presentably; nothing less than a three-piece suit, shoes always polished, and an overcoat for chilly weather. He needed to be efficient, but pleasant. Some protested his arrival, thoughContinue reading “Missed Appointment”
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Drifting Missives
“You’ll never get this letter because I will never hand it to you or mail it to you. Then why am I writing to you? This is my way of loving you for now and learning to let you go.”
Rose Skye Writes 