Starry Night

S. K. Nicholas

The-Virgin-Suicides-the-virgin-suicides-189611_1020_576As I’m standing by the side of the road lighting a cigarette, she’s floating through the sky looking at life below as if it were some alien landscape of which she’d never stepped foot. Her laughter tickles this jaded heart of mine, and the music coming from inside of her tells me there’s something more to this life after all, something I can’t quite put my finger on and yet of which I’m sure exists just beyond my grasp. From childhood bliss comes the dying days of adulthood, and years turn into decades and magic fades, but only if you allow it to. If you believe that this life isn’t just about dollars and cents and social games of snakes and ladders, you too can fly, and as she drifts through the clouds calling out my name, the magic of her song denies time and the inevitability of my very…

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