In case you missed it, here is my latest publication at the amazing Gingerbread House Literary Magazine. I hope you enjoy, and thank you for reading!
Rain fell the day he went to the shore, to see the place where his wife left him. Grey weighted the clouds like sacks full of stones, sagging closer and closer to the sea. Grey upon grey, water upon water, the sea and sky took hands. The way he once took hers.
She never held his hand long. Always wrenching from his grasp, her flesh still as slippery as a seal. Sometimes she would oblige him, sit shaking like a penned animal as he made hushing noises and rubbed her knuckles with his thumbs.
Please let me love you, he would say. I’ve earned it. I found your skin.
Only gulls visited this beach, and his threadbare cabin stood alone as if it had washed up there. It wasn’t far, the place where he discovered her skin. Just a brief stroll from his house towards the rocks that huddled like…
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