All Below Was Sky
May 16th, 2022 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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All below was sky. No, that isn’t right. You are upside down. The seatbelt keeps you suspended a foot above ground. Blood swells and pounds in your temples, or was it the whiskey? Frank was on the street.
Ejected. He had been thrown fifty feet.
Dead and dusky.
His seersucker shirt plunged a deep v on a chest of ringlets. Oxford buttons pin a lapel dyed crimson. You count the spots on a ladybug as it skitters across. Stripes and six spots. A gnarled oak casts shade on the misshapen corners of a green license plate.
A wailing siren approaches.
From Guest Contributor Kyle J. Ames
Kyle is a student of English at Pikes Peak Community College
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