PULSE (a 55-word story)
Sam was a museum guide.
Anna was his favourite visitor.
She was blind.
She’d slip her arm through his, saying “Be my eyes.”.
“Your pulse is racing. What exhibit are you looking at?” Anna said.
“I’m looking at you.” Sam said.
Her fingers ran over Sam’s face “I’m looking at you.”
And their lips met.
Alberico Collina
Sam was a museum guide.
Anna was his favourite visitor.
She was blind.
She’d slip her arm through his, saying “Be my eyes.”.
“Your pulse is racing. What exhibit are you looking at?” Anna said.
“I’m looking at you.” Sam said.
Her fingers ran over Sam’s face “I’m looking at you.”
And their lips met.
Alberico Collina
RSS Feed
