Midnight BoomA Story by Toney VegaFlash fiction maybe?
He listened to the street lights sing in a hum hung under neon skies sheltered by sky scrapers. The smell of piss and dreams filled his lungs, laid bare in open air free for all to whiff - the passerbys passed. Paying him no attention he put his hand on a tattered flier. "Nude La-" it read in circus text. "Luna." He flipped the words around. "Dune?" "La Dune." He imagined the sand-ravaged bar like something from planet Tatooine. A swarthy site seated on the sketchy side of a sinkhole southwest of the Sarlacc Pit. A chuckle escaped his lips at the thought.
Rain. Tears from heaven? Maybe instead the dripping sweat from a more creative process. After all even the Gods make love; why else is the sustainer of life a liquid? He tilted his head back and smiled. Refreshing was the sensation against his skin. So refreshing in fact he missed the scream of a woman across the street. The water was the perfect temperature for a warm summer night. Nice and cool, but not frigid. He looked down, "That's curious," he thought "I didn't know water was red..." Collapse. Black out. Headline: "Crime lord killed on Broad St. -details page 6" Shuffled page. Funnies Section; You're a Good Man Charlie Brown. What did that woman say? © 2010 Toney VegaAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on July 2, 2010 Last Updated on July 2, 2010 AuthorToney VegaRichmond, VAAboutI'm an 18 year old artist who specializes in music and writing. All of my writing centers around my life at the current moment as both a form of escapism and a way to face things that are bothering o.. more.. |

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