My Friend

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

(Don't Read If Death Triggers You) A Conversation With Death.

She is in the depth of cosmic waste, a dark and empty chasm, with stinking air. Death is not beautiful there, it is an empty casket of pasts reality. My friend, please do not fret. Do not fret the dead and the gone, do not fret, nor fear the bloated corpse of identity. Follow me into the underbelly, I will show you the beauty in death. If I show you, you will promise to live in my orbit, and with the rocks of my courage, there I will be your sun.


Submitted: November 04, 2020

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