Dust

by Jon Catron

No one cleans off my desk but me now, silence is my supper. She hasn't asked me about my promotion in two weeks. Or come to hold my hand. Dust collects, dulling, muting everything. And no one cares. Not even me.

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Jon Catron is a misanthropologist from somewhere in the wilds of Western Civilization. He enjoys bedwetting and bloodletting, and is waiting patiently for the end of all existence. He has a dinner date, 10 minutes later. His other works can be found at MicroHorror and Magazine of the Dead.