Microfiction

11/13/2016
Waldog


“Buying that bookcase?” she asks.
Her body’s language is an easy read:
too much disappointment and heartache.

For her, my “yes” is just another defeat.

Then, folding herself
into the crowd, she leaves me
with this new hole in my heart,
where before was a simple
and shallow shopper’s joy.


White Elephant Sale on the Town Green
by Matthew Eichenlaub



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