Flash Fiction: The Skeptic
©Simon Lehner Men Don’t Play, Soldier With Gum 2018
The skeptic twisted the stiff pink bubblegum between his pearly whites and fleshy tongue. Still, nothing could set him free of the taste of bullets. He’d tried listerine and even liquor. The taste remained fresh and bitter. To describe the taste in flavor notes would miss the mark. The skeptic tasted the bullet but also what came after. Blood. He couldn’t stand another drop of it. He rolled his head in a neat circle. He felt his neck release. The skeptic stretched and flattened the bubblegum against his curved tongue. He pressed. It popped. The coast was clear. The boys marched on.
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