deviant art by pen-gwyn
Wedges
he was slicing wedges
prepping for the night crew
when the stranger entered
walked quietly to the bar
it happened fast
no one saw him draw
the shot traumatized the patrons
no one saw his face
he vanished into the evening
before anyone comprehended
the frail thread of life
severed in a heartbeat
• • •
rob kistner
Posted over on his site Image & Verse
Listed as #34 over on Magpie Tales 55
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