I Don’t Smoke But I’ll Go Outside With You

Gene
2 min readApr 16, 2019

Click. Nothing — you cursed. With trembling hands, you tried again: thumb on the spark-wheel, and the tiniest, little flame danced its way into existence. In one swift, hurried motion, you brought it to the tip of your cigarette.

For a brief moment where the flickering flame playfully lapped at the cigarette filter, its luminous, captivating blue at the bottom and sudden transition into a…

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Gene

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