"When We Go" is out now at Fiction on the Web.
When I go, I want to go like a rocket.
Leaving the world at breakneck speed, upright, arms like fins, legs trailing a column of smoke; and the dusk sky, a postcard ripped in two by my passing.
And then, no explosion. But a winking out as space swallows me whole and the earliest star outshines me.
And then -
Wind blowing the smoke away; people scattering, going home to cry at photos that end up packed away into shoe boxes, shoved under beds to gather dust. People moving on.
People forgetting.
(...continue reading.)
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