In case you missed it last week — and it’s completely understandable if you did — I had five micro-fictions published in the Twitter journal 7×20. I went ahead and embedded them all here out of concern for your scrolling wrist, but you should definitely check out the 7×20 Twitter feed (updated daily) when you get a chance.
Her eyes tell our future. Skin, breath, endless nights of cigarettes and whispers. Everything except the blood beneath her fingernails. –EG
— Seven By Twenty (@7×20) July 1, 2013
She finds me first, from the flight above, her face a scrunch of misplaced memories. I know right then I've fallen in love with a lie. –EG
— Seven By Twenty (@7×20) July 2, 2013
"Goodbye." And only then can I see her, for the last time, the first. A rag doll on the riverside, her heart safety-pinned to her chest. -EG
— Seven By Twenty (@7×20) July 3, 2013
Bodies pressed into one another, smiles big as the ballroom. Our forever in our moment, for we were but kindred spirits killing time. –EG
— Seven By Twenty (@7×20) July 4, 2013
We shiver on the sidewalk, an atheist and a drug-dealing angel. There is a prayer beneath the exhaled smoke, the words lost on the wind. -EG
— Seven By Twenty (@7×20) July 5, 2013
Sorry for the wonky line formatting in some of those. As far as problems with reposting new literature mediums elsewhere go, random line breaks probably aren’t the worst thing in the world.