Slawka G. Scarso

Short stories, poems and the odd travel note // Racconti, poesie, e qualche appunto di viaggio

The Shape of Your Head

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The Shape of Your Head

L’incipit del mio microracconto pubblicato su EllipsisZine

There’s a gap in my memory of that morning, and it ends in front of our house not long after sunrise. I have no recollection of being on the 486 bus, nor do I remember walking from the bus stop to our road. Sometimes I wonder if I took a cab, which would make sense, given the situation. But I do recall the sunlight casting a heavenly glow on the front garden and the fading grey walls of our house.

How appropriate, I remember thinking. And then I imagined you complaining it was too much of a cliché.

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