Sweet Talk

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

This is a story of exactly 81 words written for a compilation being put together by Chris Fielden. Anyone interested in writing a story of exactly the same length, check out his website.

Cover image: pixabay.com.

Sweet Talk

It’s been a bit of a long journey, but now I’ve found my destination.

I can smell the sweetness on your breath. I’m not interested in reality, facts; I live for the syrup that accompanies lies.

You talk the kind of talk I love to hear.

Feather-like, my footsteps on your lips; I wonder if you realize I’m here. Don’t swat me or you’ll just hasten it.

I’m prepared to indulge myself on lips sweet as honey, before delivering that sting.


Submitted: May 16, 2020

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Mike S.

Ha, excellent eighty-oner, Hull!

Sat, May 16th, 2020 7:10pm

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Thanks, Mike. It's been ages since I last wrote one of these!

Sat, May 16th, 2020 12:33pm

Sue Harris

Excellent, Hully... reminded me of the time my daughter then aged about eight, took a swig of orangeade from a can and a wasp stung her lower lip, we ended up at hospital with her after she reacted violently to it! Horrible!

Tue, May 19th, 2020 5:59pm

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On my first day in a new job I got stung on the jaw in my lunch break. Not nice,
Thanks for giving this a read in spite of the bad memories, Sue.

Tue, May 19th, 2020 12:55pm

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