Teetering Bulb Little Fictions

August 27, 2006

The Corpulent Widow

Filed under: Little Fictions — Kurt and Zelda @ 7:27 pm


A hundred husbands had slept in her arms, each richer than the last. Her hair never grayed, her skin never wrinkled, she remained graceful and her smile was always charming, yet her waist never thinned. For she had a hundred husbands, and she ate every single one of them.

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