Tuesday, 22 November 2011

In Truth



In truth, you drew too hard. And your arrow glanced past, went on. Igniting forests, tunnelling mountains, razing cities. Splitting hairs. One year later and it's circled the world. It closes in on the place it first began. Drop your bow, raise your arm. Don't look back, don't look ahead. Just look at me. And for fuck's sake, catch it.


50-word story by Lisa Falzon

3 comments:

  1. yes it is good .... I like the way the text and image work together

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