Mytwosentences 187 (Dying To Know 11)

Her milky white midriff was thinly drawn, ribby, perhaps even emaciated… but Allie Carraig was experiencing a physical and introspective resurgence of soul, that in all likelihood would unshade the mystic margin between life and death.

As a black and comfortless sky was developing over Dock 19, actually a wasteland tagged Dock 19, the encroaching mass, now more amoeba than hominid, drifted up to the very tip of Allie’s nose.

(Written by Edward Roads)

2 thoughts on “Mytwosentences 187 (Dying To Know 11)

  1. Hi – I wanted to tell you how much I appreciate your fascinating posts and your visits to my site, but the Like button doesn’t work for me on your site right now. WordPress says it’s probably due to an upgrade I made to the new OS/Safari on my computer. So I’m letting you know this way. Thank you, and be well… Steve

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s