Anecdotes
Slice Fiction Poetry
3 min readFeb 10, 2021
She bloodied her shirt
She had no business being on that crime scene
Her nails were fuchsia — still
Her killer loved bell-bottoms and rock-n-roll
In other circumstances they could have been friends — lovers even
She returned my nose ring two hours before she died
now I have it — I don’t have to worry about asking