Today’s fifty(ish)-word story comes from a moment during my weekend at the Writer’s Digest conference.
American Dream
A man spoons a woman.
They lie flush against a building, the curve of their spoons bowing into the sidewalk.
They sleep as New Yorkers rush past, coffee cups in hand, eyes and thoughts focused elsewhere.
I pass by, leaving no money to be stolen before they wake, taking the sadness of their youth, love and homelessness back to my hotel room.
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