When the Party’s Over by Dettra Rose

When the Party’s Over

Dettra Rose

You say you love me.
It was my birthday.
You forgot.
Invited you to my animal print party.
You didn’t come. Didn’t text.
We met at a masquerade ball; you gave me kisses and your mask.
Took a while, but I unpicked the gauze and sequins. Stitch by stitch.
Don’t show up now in your new costume.
Touching me. Following me.
Brandishing a limp flower under the darkening sun.
I won’t laugh this time.
Your superhero clothes and funny sky-high ears won’t beguile me.
Nor buffed, gushy words.
Go find a monster party.
There’s nothing real here. It’s all pretend.

About the author: Dettra Rose writes flash fiction, non-fiction articles, poetry and shopping lists. She wrote her first flash in 2018 and has become addicted. Dettra’s pieces have won and been shortlisted/longlisted in the Bath Flash Fiction Award, Reflex Fiction, The Fish Prize, TSS Publishing, Retreat West and the Australian Writers’ Centre. Currently, Dettra’s precious writing time swings between finishing her novel and flash fiction. A born and bred Londoner Dettra now lives in Australia; she calls both places home. Say hello at Dettrarose.com Twitter – @dettrarose Facebook – @dettrarose


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