Empty Space

"While I was with him I stretched out to accommodate him. In the end, it was creating just a bigger place for emptiness to reside in once he was gone."

Stick

They lived on paper then.

Stick man and stick woman. stick computers. stick work stick love.

Stick lives stuck.

Something became red-real.

It grew and it bulged, more and more, and one day

It rippped through the paper.

A lip or a tongue or it could be a heart.

She saw it with her own stick eyes.

Now stick man has a red-real heart.

Full and juicy.

The paper is moving.

ba-bum, ba-bum-ba-bum