101 special words about poison, and Daddy’s Little Girl…

corrosive-sublimate

From a bottle found in a store, the poison ran from her mouth, dripping along the line of her jaw into a puddle on the linoleum floor. It was the 40’s – daddy was away in a war, and the bible was hidden in a chest of drawers.

What had happened that day at school – how they’d laughed, or the scorn they had scurried like Egyptian beetles to nest in her head, could not, and did not explain much of anything to her returning father about the “Case,” or what might have been going on in the head of his little girl…

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3 responses to “101 special words about poison, and Daddy’s Little Girl…

  1. aw.

    heart-achy valentine

  2. Greetings – Interesting site you’ve created! I came by to say hi …and to invite you to stop by Image & Verse for a visit, or just to say hello.
    …rob

  3. Your ability to write short shorts amazes me. Plus, I love the intelligence of your open-ending. No reader of average intelligence needs be beat over the head with unnecessary pomposity with such a sublime conclusion… it’s implicit.

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