by Maung Htike Aung
You’re broken like me, a windowpane said. That’s true, but we are different, I said, looking outside. It was a fine evening, people walking their dogs. I have a life to live. I have a soul to talk to. We both went quiet again.
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Maung Htike Aung is a Burma-based writer. His poems and stories have appeared in Portside Review, Wasafiri, Mekong Review, SUSPECT, and elsewhere.
Flash fiction in exactly six sentences. Publishing writers since 2006.
