Hoping for an Early Spring
Leave off chasing S. It always ends in tears – he has eyes only for A. Come early this year; I will linger late.
I wrote this for a hint fiction anthology – maximum 25 words, excluding title – it didn’t make the cut. I don’t know any other hint fiction markets. I’ve tried cutting it down for TwitterFic, but with the title it’s too many characters, and without the title it doesn’t make any sense – all attempts at re-jigging failed. So, I figure, it’s time to set it free, and hey, it’s sort of seasonal, so now’s a good a time as any!