A micro story:


A little white lie never hurt anyone.

That’s how it starts. A small lie, innocent in its origins, but it grows. Like a snowball, rolling, growing imperceptibly until, quite suddenly, it’s bigger than both of you, bigger than the house, bigger than the whole god damn block.

It was just a kiss.

You try to convince yourself.

Just a kiss, and nothing more.

And then the avalanche swallows you whole.


Thank you for reading,

~ Victoria Elizabeth


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