I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback!
Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I decided to participate…
So here it is!
Previously published on May 7th of 2018, here is a darkish short piece of fiction from 3 years ago me. I hope you’ll enjoy it (again). And where ever you are, stay safe and well!
Let the liquor pour, and dim the light. Don’t mind me as I wrap my scarred skin in shadows, drawing my darkest secrets, like crow feathers tatooed across my wrists and ankles, memories of the cuffs I wore for too long. Let the wine flow, and hope I learnt how to swim somewhere along this desert road. Keep the drinks coming, the lock of my golden cage is getting looser, with every other sip. Do you hear it? Do you feel it? The raging thud of my heart, furiously roaming your way… Hit me again, now. If you have the balls to look me in the eyes, if you are man enough to handle the strength that built up slowly but surely, behind my ragdoll’s eyes. The time has come to open this Pandora box… Another round of shots, what’s your poison, Honey? I long learnt that what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. I’m ready to spread my wings and show you what I’m worth. In all my blessings and all my sins. All my shades of survivor! I might look frail, but I am not fragile. I need not to be saved, not anymore, never again. I just want someone to see my inner warrior. So, if you’re tired of picking up lost damzels, fill our glasses to the brim…
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