She visits monthly. Always asks for
me, even though I’m the youngest.
Says her boyfriend likes her smooth.
She wants to talk. She lifts
her skirt. Bruises dark on fake-tan
thighs. ‘The weather’s nice,’ she says.
‘Brazilian’
Published by Richard Holt
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. View all posts by Richard Holt
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small stories about love 
The economy of form makes the scale of the image all the greater. I found this piece quite horrifying, actually.
ouch! but keep em coming…