by Jamie Hershing
I feel low on this park bench, close to the ground. Joggers struggling their way through middle age clog the path. As a girl steps onto the grass to let them by, I remember music moved by slow-clicking fingers and a faint smile, dappled in multicolor, turning towards me. Rogue strands of blissful hair lit up that she, I presume, was unaware of. I stand up, a jogger watching me shake the crumbs from my lap and the girl is no longer there. I must run again soon, I think, I must.
Jamie Hershing, co-author of "Minifiction Volume 1: Marouflage," spends big time writing little.