Inconsequentiality was there to greet him at the dead end of the long road called following his dreams. He closed his overworked laptop, but didn’t unplug it. Even still, blanketed in overwhelming obscurity, a glimmer of hope somehow lingered. Maybe they would read it.
Vignettes, six word stories, experimental poetry, words typed in a haphazard order.
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