Writing | Fiction The imperfect breasts “I fell in love with a girl because she had different-sized breasts,” my friend said as he popped open a second bottle of wine. I hadn’t seen him for a year or so and as a work project had taken me to the town where he lived… -Read more at Subtle Fiction Lady Melville loses her glasses Today Lady Melville lost her glasses. She promptly rang the bell three times. I was in the kitchen chopping vegetables when I heard the ding-ding-ding. The ding-ding-ding meant that she was in the living room, if it had been a dong-dong-dong… -Read more at Litro Venice is sinking I fell in love at precisely 4.17 pm one tragically blue-skied afternoon. The real deal. Smitten. Sally-Bowled over. “I suspected as much, she said as she languidly lit a cigarette. “But I didn’t care to mention it until I was absolutely sure… -Read more at Dead Beats Literary Blog
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