#vss365 Very Short Story
A sharp rock cut his toe as he looked over the cliff. Friends waved from below. They swam in a sea so blue the horizon ceased to be. Three wet steps and he leapt a great swan dive.
He soared ever higher as the wind rushed by. The rock, the cut, everything vanished in perspective. With a splash he plunged into the sky and came up laughing.
@nomi yep I thought it was a mutant bird with toes learning to sore or saw its toes … maybe just another pom poem … send me to Rorschach and slice me down the muddle 🫣🤭🪷🦞