Monday's Fiction in 58
Fiction in 58 is the opportunity to tell a story in 58 words.
5 Ws, 1 H
He rose early, wiped sleep from his eyes, made coffee, thought about when.
Day-dreamed of where.
Conjured up how.
Who was he to have such fantasy?
What would come from this pattern of thought, the purveyance of chance, pushed by ambitions?
And why did it bother no one but himself, as he meandered through life, little boy lost.
5 Ws, 1 H
He rose early, wiped sleep from his eyes, made coffee, thought about when.
Day-dreamed of where.
Conjured up how.
Who was he to have such fantasy?
What would come from this pattern of thought, the purveyance of chance, pushed by ambitions?
And why did it bother no one but himself, as he meandered through life, little boy lost.
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