Flash Fiction: Tears Turn
Untitled from Post-Adolescence © Federica Sasso
Sweet people
always make
a strong impression
on her.
She met two other ones
just last week.
They are mountains
in human form.
When they get in
the conversation
you are ready
to fight,
to show
who you are.
But, with two sentences
and one gaze
they have already
won the battle.
They take the sword
and you want
to tell them everything,
to run away
in their arms,
to switch,
to be them.
It is disarming,
their sweetness.
