Sunday, April 10, 2011


There is a man who sees the world in pieces. He wears an old top hat, and shattered glasses that keep him blind. He sees what is there, and he sees what isn't there, because it is. No one can see him. Pacing, he walks among us; unburdened, he observes. He walks alone, through the days and into the nights, pausing only to stare a while at something that has caught his interest. He leaves no footprints, and is followed by no shadow. It would be easy for him not to exist. It would almost make sense. Still, he walks.

Bio:  FABLE LADEN; Fable is a young New Hampshire writer who is just starting to get her feet off the ground. Her work has appeared on FLASHSHOT.

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