Posts

Showing posts from May 20, 2012

Hot Pink Lipstick (revised)

I originally posted this on my hubpage . It was published in that form in e fiction magazine. I was never happy with it. Here's the revision. I think it's much, much better, but what do you think? Hot Pink Lipstick It was the first dead body I’d seen, waxy soulless. Hot pink lipstick: I laughed at the choice. Painted cheeks, rosy like those of a doll. Hands that had held mine stroked my hair, prepared my dinner, now stiff, folded angelic, no longer capable of love or embrace. My grandmother in a box lined with silk, optimum comfort for the dead, lips closed, unsmiling blue eyes hiding behind shaded lids. Red hair that had been dyed the day of her death, her final living act, unknown.