Saturday, October 3, 2009

50 Word Noir

My entry for's 50 word noir contest.

A Splash on the Widewalk

Wet pavement. Ceiling fans. Shot glasses. Dangerous broads walking into your office at the end of the week.

All bullshit.

It's nothing but tedium, shadows, unpleasant smells.

Grease, sweat, coffee, desperation.

Sometimes, like tonight, it ends with the sharp tang of blood.

Horrific. I vomit out the window. And wait.


dako243 said...
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dako243 said...

Nicely done!

Jason Arnett said...

Damn, that's good.