The Morning After

Here is a haiku about a broken heart a cold, heartless lover ripped out my heart and soul, leaving nothing more https://shortstorypodcast.com 1 0 0 2 read report, the message you want to publish the URL advertising, disable written JBWocoski 6 days. ago Separate reality hi all, I write and narrate a weekly flash fiction story podcast series and thought I would share last week, the 22-series with you, I hope you like it. Many of us can't accept the reality in which we live, and there comes a time in our lives when we regret, we have made a choice and want something more soul: Dorian heard the police car sirens getting closer as he ducked into the nearest alley. Unconsciously, he stepped into a crowded art gallery. He quickly met a stuffy high-class Butler, “Welcome to the collection Rodalvas Aldi LSD Peyote champagne and cake, sir?” Sweaty and out of breath Dorian was distracted by their current predicament. Without thinking, he quickly swallowed a glass of champagne and hornbeam...