Today’s flash fiction prompt: Write about a very surprising tattoo. I slid into verse for this one. I had a single idea for the prompt, but didn’t feel prose would work for it.
Phantom Ink
Met one hot night in the summer
I knew it was all meant to be
Loss drove us into each other
For we’d suffered great tragedy
Thought we would get ink together
To honor a lost memory
My arm portrayed my dead mother
But his bore a picture of me
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