The automatic doors parted. In pace, I stepped through and grabbed the handles of a red plastic basket. I ambled around aisles of cleaning supplies, frozen pizzas and bottled water, without a list of what…
Images, abstractions gossamer and tenuous,
Note: This piece is creative speculation intended to make the reader think by connecting and exploring themes. Don’t get too hasty in your assumptions. If you do, then you don’t know how to read me. Which…