The Body

Darkness tightly wrapped it’s cloak upon Forest Dr.  A warm dry breeze, rare in this time of year, sweeps dust and leaves.  The dragging sound seems louder as there is no competition for noise.  Distant street lights try in vain to keep back the darkness.

Two figures slowly walk away from the Star Bar.  Their course extended by gin and only possible because of the tonic. They bounce like pinballs toward some great unknown world lost in the night.

“Hey, dude!  There’s a body. Ya think, It’s dead.   Dead body.”  Michael stumbles through the words

“I don’t.. don’t know.  Never seen a dead body outside before ” Ralph takes a hard right trying to turn left to look at the body in the bench. 

Michael reaches out to touch the body. 

“Leave me alone!”  The dead body responds moving it’s arms.”I’m sleeping”

Both bodies somber up quickly and disappear into the night. 

Written as part of a challenge called Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers, details are available at


13 thoughts on “The Body

  1. Love your sense of humour mark and I can just picture this too. Two drunk people walking, see this guy laying on the bench so still, he looks dead, but then he talks. It would be pretty shocking. I’m happy he’s alive though. Great take!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. I had friends that thought walling through homeless area near an upscale drinking area was. They thought at closing time all those powwow would be sleeping. They got chased for several blocks. So it may be based on a True Story. 😉


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s