by Marc Nash
My new spouse laid my freshly ironed shirt on the newly made bed. She folded the sleeves onto the shirt's body, cuff resting on cuff, rather than stretched out to the sides. Like a straitjacket. Like a seppuku. Like a burial shroud. I bought drip-dry shirts from then on.
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Marc Nash has written five flash fiction collections and seven novels. His 2018 novel, Three Dreams in the Key of G, was short listed for the 2018 Not the Booker Prize. He lives and works in London.
Flash fiction in exactly six sentences. Publishing writers since 2006.
