There was a note on the door when Eric got home that night. Dinner’s in the fridge. Don’t wait up for me. It’s over. It wasn’t much of a goodbye. He unpinned it and put it in the draw where he kept all the love letters and mementos. He found the meal—sausages and mash—then sat alone on the couch to eat. Television filled some of the lonely silence. When his favourite show finished he went to bed, lying as usual on the side near the window, listening until sleep took him.
Next morning during breakfast he put pen to paper. Darling, Forgive me. We can work things out. He slipped the note into an envelope. On his way to work he dropped it into his letterbox, where it would be waiting for him at the end of the day.
A writer from Melbourne, Richard maintains a number of blogs exploring very short fiction and text-based art practices. His stories and poems have been published in both mainstream and alternative journals and collections. He is also a visual artist and was co-founder of both Platform Artists Group and zine store, Sticky. He continues to publish very short fiction and conduct microfiction workshops for practicing writers, students and others. He has created numerous text-based installations and artworks for public spaces, including at Federation Square, Melbourne and in conjunction with the 2017, Newcastle Writers Festival.
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