Robin Hawke


Straw Memories
January 21, 2012, 5:32 PM
Filed under: Three Sentence Stories

In an empty nest, a clean fiend pushes at straws. She turns to find a picture of two naked children dancing in straw skirts. Fingers tremble over an empty space on the refrigerator door.

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Oh, so sad, this really tugged at my heartstrings.

Comment by Indigo Spider




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