You walk in. He pretends to shoot you.
Finger guns blazing with flint-lock nostalgia;
He calls
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1 min
Finger Guns
Long Story Short Award
Fall 2020
- Poetry
You walk in. He pretends to shoot you.
Finger guns blazing with flint-lock nostalgia;
He calls
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This is how the end begins:
Nearly twenty years and you can’t say you saw it coming. Browned hair and leathered shoes, he picked up his satchel of broken parts, long feet trudging down the side
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