A New Fiction in 58

I do a thing called "Fiction in 58;" 58 words, no more, no less. Writer's Digest has a writing prompt going on in February, one a day, for flash fiction. Today, "Favorite Song." OK.

A Wash of the Senses
I’m pissed.
It’s 2023, and if it isn’t inane arguments of a polarized society on social media, it’s another mass shooting, or some kid getting beaten to death by the cops.
There’s one thing to do.
Turn out the lights.
And let the Stooges wash over me.
“I'm a street walking cheetah with a heart full of napalm…”