Don’t Tell the Ending 


I’d let you stay at my place if I don’t have to be there with you.   

When I’m into another person, I get the feeling of wow! But I get that same feeling with a doobie and a Hendrix album.

When I hang out, it’s mainly with the people in my head. They have wonderful stories to tell. Curious little tales with twist endings. Never see it coming. Perhaps you’d like to hear one.

Come in.

Don’t mind the people there, don’t stare, bring refreshments.  

A story is about to being.


Phone off.

Don’t tell your friends the ending.

Michael Drezin’s short stories and micro-fiction have been published internationally on the net and in print. Comments invited a at



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