Sandwiched in between thick jail walls, the harmonica player's music snakes and curls into cells, dark and lonely. Perhaps he plays to overcome the silence of the gallows, nooses swaying in gentle breezes.
This piece was written for this weekend's Trifecta Writing Challenge.
This weekend we are giving you three variations on a prompt. We need you to give us 33 words back, and 2 of those words must be either "cheap flights," "sandwiched in" or "spectacularly clean." This weekend, your piece must also be non-fiction (poetry or prose). And yes, we reserve the right to call your mothers and former lovers to ask for verification on your tales.