The Glitch

A Turbulent Trifle of short fiction.

A Turbulent Triffle of short fiction by rhoda anne young
A Turbulent Triffle of short fiction by rhoda anne young

Am I invisable? A ghost? I walk through the busy streets. Passersby do not evan know I’m there. Not even in broad daylight. They are not on the same wavelength. I can be singing and dancing, loud as can be and I am not noticed. And believe me I sing loud coz I love heavy metal! Is it a thing that comes with being me?

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rhoda anne young

rhoda anne young

A R.A.Y of Hope amidst a Sea of Cerebral Turbulence! An enigmatic rose, forever graceful, forever young, forever learning. Fiction, Poetry, Art, Culture & Life