“Perspective” by Gina Dantuono

(please read Perspective from top to bottom and then bottom to top)

you were gone

the door left open

you look around, nervous

I lie still on the floor

my head bloodied against the boards

bending

you grab my arm and squeeze my wrist

one hand pushes against my chest

my heart beats loud but slow

a taste of salt mixed with metal. Your tears or mine?

crying

you part my lips and hover over my mouth

your warm breath now on my neck, and your fingers through my hair

your hand cups my face and pulls me close

shaking

kiss me one more time

Gina is currently working on my first novel but have found that my time staring at the screen has inspired lots of flash and poetry pieces! I have a flash piece that will be published this month as part of FlashFlood's National Flash Fiction Day.