Rats

The capitol grew rank in the summer heat, the humid streets clogged with sweating tourists and rats.

Striding down the sidewalk, Jon Abramson soaked through his finest summer suit. In court he would make his final arguments before a dripping jury, wilted.

Heun Su pushed her baby’s pram toward the park, she and her daughter dehydrating along the way. Su, spending quality time with her child before heading to the hospital to perform afternoon brain surgery. A nurse would sponge her brow to keep her eyes clear while she worked.

Meanwhile, the rats on the streets, sensing something seriously wrong with the climate, were heading as one out of town, due north.

for First Line Fridays.

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4 Responses

  1. the words bristling verbiage were the first to come to me as i concluded this piece.. Very well done.

  2. Oooh! Very creepy and surreal. I like it a lot. More, please?

  3. The mood of this piece is so well expressed, it gets under your skin

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