Fluent

Fluent Fifty Word Stories Her literacy was that of something I’ve never seen before. She effortlessly was able to read the beauty of my soul, bypassing the flaws of my human flesh. That took skill, like Braille to the blind, mastered over time. She knew my language well, her passion for me was fluent. Written…

Truths Unspoken

Truths Unspoken Fifty Word Stories We lay there staring at one another, searching for truths unspoken – as the night’s air softly caressed our skin. “What are you thinking, Love?” she asked. “What are you thinking?” I retorted. The truth is, I didn’t know just how famished I was until I experienced the taste of…