FICTION: she dances like lightning
the man with the patchwork heart:
sarah dances like lightning under the dark blue sky. she’s looking for something that she will never find. tonight, she is finding something else.
the first thing she noticed about him was that he was tall. the second thing she noticed about him was the smell. he obviously hadn’t showered in days and really needed a shave, but the way he stood next to that old abandoned truck made him look like he belonged. as if the whole world was a landscape framing only…
