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Thirst…Friday fiction in five sentences.

Woman in evening wear and fur coat sits sprawled on the floor with a bottle of wine

She drank till the bottle was empty.

Yet her thirst was no where near being quenched.

The arid dryness that plagues her, is bottled within.

The more she drinks, the worse it gets.

She stares at the rusty blade with bleary eyes.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

18 thoughts on “Thirst…Friday fiction in five sentences.

  1. Hi Jackie,

    Sometimes, I wonder about alcoholism and addictions, I suppose it stems from the need to escape from reality and induce a state of numbness. Some people cannot deal with the truths that soberness brings. It is quite sad.

    Have a lovely weekend.

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