From This Distance
by Ed Higgins
Can you remember how we could each disappear completely, connected despite fault lines, subduction zones all our own? Lie protected with surfaces sliding under failed recognitions while overlaying sediments accumulated into anthracite or other hardened evidence made under pressure. But reminding me of some lost premise where once we sang so goofily out of tune we may actually have laughed out loud. Uncertain now of our favored oaky pinots we declared made just for us. Little suspecting some later taste, like treachery, say, calculated, or maybe only through regret conveniently overlooked. While still staring into one another's eyes.
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Author's Note
A flash fiction piece in Gooseberry Pie Lit Magazine Jeff Harvey, editor, Issue 13, June 6, 2024. They publish stories with exactly six-sentences and less than 400 words. Kinda a kick to pull off!
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Good one, Ed -- very intriguing! *
overlapping textures material and abstract intrigue indeed
Love this.
"like treachery, say..." Like a sonnet I say, that turn.
"but the intensity of the artistic process, the pressure," is something I read a couple of days ago. I just now looked it up again. I think it's from The Figure a Poem Makes by Frost. Interesting synchronicity.