You, You, You (short story for Witness)

“In the first place I went men were walking around with their hearts on the ground and they were picking them up and attempting to shove them back into their breasts and their breasts weren’t having it. In the second place most of the people were pleased that they weren’t in the other place, but they seemed kind of bored. It was like LA, to be honest. Then in the third place everyone was a little loopy and really really happy to see each other. They kept melting into one another, and doing tricks with each other, and glowing from the outside in, and inside out, and it was great, I mean it was incredible (it was kind of like LA too), but after all of that, I mean, I kinda just missed you.”

Read on at Witness