The Devil Loves Karaoke–Flash Fiction (100 Words)

The Devil licks its fingers clean from the breaking of hearts. Fingers wiped on the walls of a karaoke bar.

The bar top is wet, but not from what you think.

She looked me up and down. Her hair was black like a nest of shadows all tangled together. She picked up my beer by its neck and finished it.

The gore in my legs twisted. I stared into her eyes—black as a dying star.

We left together.

The Devil sang “Total Eclipse of the Heart” in the background.

The floor was slippery, but not from what you think.

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