Hungry for the world, she collapsed to the floor when she realized her jeans, made in Indonesia, had traveled farther than she ever would.
Filed under Micro Fiction
Tagged as Microfiction, Short, Short Story, Travel
I actually really love this! Something feels a bit ‘off’ about the structure, but I can’t really place my finger on it ): May just be because I have a passionate hatred for commas!
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Thank you 🙂
A delightful distillation Haylimayli. Very well done.
Thank you, Mike ^°^
I think you did a great job!
It paints a whole picture. I have trouble keeping my tweets down to the 140 character min- I’m so wordy! You are right on point 🙂
PS, I did post that emotional poem “Green Tree” I was telling you about, but I’m still not brave enough to share it with the person I wrote it for… Working up to it.
I’m glad you like it! I’ll go check it out now 🙂
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