#Utensil
Crisp white linen hangs on the line outside. Crystal sits on the sill, sunlight casting rainbows across our kitchen.
I use the cloth on the first delicate salad fork, carefully rubbing the silver surface.
My skin flushes, exposed to summer heat.
I set the fork down and reach for the next.
"Again," says Abigail. She crosses from the seat where she has been having tea, and flicks the chain I've been trying not to move, the chain hooked to wicked clamps.
I shudder in pain, in pleasure, as I reach for the fork again.
I want you to enjoy dinner.
4 comments:
That was cool - like the way it impressed even being so short.
That was cool - like the way it impressed while so short.
Don't know if you intended it, but for some reason I had to have a google e-mail account to make a comment - this isn't true for most of the other blogs including blogger posts
Short but VERY sweet!
The 100 word limit is something I picked up from friends. The short format is a way to get me to write but not get bogged down. They're also called "drabbles" by some.
Erika- I changed the settings. I hadn't thought of that when I starting using this old blog to post my erotic drabbles from Twitter.
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