Friday, November 12, 2010

Flash fiction 55 11/12/10

Nemali stood
her long thin limbs
shaking
short red hair flat
dripping

from her brothers aim
a bucketful,
 sticky and stiff with
rank aggression
of spiritual pride

4 comments:

Brian Miller said...

oh yeah...trembling for sure...like th elittle twist in the second stanza...24 words?

Eric Alder said...

Nothing worse than being dowsed with a bucketful for sticky spiritual pride. (I think?)

Interesting 55, Izzy!

G-Man said...

Izzy?
What was this about?
Tell me please?
I loved the flow, and I'm sure it's perfect.
But I need to know.
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End

Jingle said...

wow, powerful imagery.