tempus fugit

 

She leans in to scrutinize the stranger.

The blotchy haggard face with narrowed eyes, scraggly salt-and-pepper hair barely covering the dry scalp, and skeletal contour.

I hope I won’t look like that when I get old, she touches the hollow cheek in the mirror with her wrinkled hand.

 

For Three Line Tales, Week 224.

three line tales, week 224: time flies graffiti
photo by Nick Fewings via Unsplash

10 thoughts on “tempus fugit

  1. I looked in the mirror and stared at him; we had a chat about this and that. I asked if I was a nice person. I did not like the answer, it was a rambling list of all my faults. What!
    I have decided never to speak to him again.

    I like the honesty in your story, where we do not trust our own image.

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