Another experiment with fast fiction.


Francine startedtreadmill the treadmill, blinking back tears.

A sister overdosed, a brother MIA overseas. And Jack was cheating on her again! The gym was her only solace.

Stella, in dowdy size 16 sweats, glanced enviously at Francine’s taut physique.

“If I had a body like that,” she thought, “my life would be perfect.”

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4 Responses to Perspective

  1. jodie says:

    My poetry perspective maybe, but i enjoy Stella could be Taut or the size 16.


  2. Jenna says:

    I like that one! True in many ways.


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