Weakness of Bones
This is a short short story that I finished last night. Mostly it is an exercise in narrative voice, images and symbolism.
Weakness of Bones
Dan sat in his well built home with so many strangers grouped like clouds. Like clouds they swept through the many rooms and dropped their multiplying drips of “sorry for your loss” and “in a better place” upon his condolence drenched family. It was an emotional flood not unlike any other. Read more »