Feb 5, 2019

Needle with a Little Sugar


Don’t drink and spell? Oh, I love to pour a smoky Cabernet in my words. You know those sly slips of the tongue that stick a needle in with a little sugar, but burn when the point reaches pain. Does that sound evil? Not really. I don’t turn the other cheek if I expect a scar. Let’s just say I level the playing field when a lover fails to follow the rules. Restraint is like a rubber band. When it is stretched too far, it snaps. Of course they’re always forewarned, I’ve never been declawed.


wine and stones
will find your bones
if you speak a lie to hurt me

©Susie Clevenger 2019

No, this isn't about me. :) I decided to work on short stories. This blog is a potpourri of writing, and my muse is all over the place lately. (It couldn't be my ADD.) 

10 comments:

  1. This is a wicked delight of a short story! The tone is spot on.

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  2. And when that far stretched rubber band is let go - ouch! Interesting story form with the mini poem tying it up.

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  3. A great write, Susie, and i knew it wasnt about you. Smiles.

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  4. I love to pour a smoky Cabernet in my words... love that!

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  5. Stones and bones, not a pleasant thought. Of course I wouldn't lie to hurt. Too bad you have to tell it isn't you, I might try your words too. I have two 'private' blogs, one not publicized, the other with controlled access, I have the only key.
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  6. Deliciously dark and enticing!!❤️ I love it!!

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  7. Ooh, I love this attitude and tone.
    This is so very cool: "You know those sly slips of the tongue that stick a needle in with a little sugar, but burn when the point reaches pain."

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  8. I love this. Short and crisp and to the point. So good. :)

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