Microfiction: Lost in space

For Sacha Black’s flash fiction challenge, 52 words on the theme: the distance between.

Nothing left to say, our hands lie still on the white tablecloth in the candlelight, where once fingers would have entwined, inextricable as tree roots. Now in the silence of no more words, hands lie idle, our fingers leaving a white space between your warmth and mine, the distance between the stars.

 

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

12 thoughts on “Microfiction: Lost in space”

  1. I commented on Ken’s that this seemed like a poem to be, too, and beautifully written. You have a whole tale, and though the story is common enough, I wonder about this couple.

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