Saturday's Storyteller: Pop
by Belinda Roddie
The cork in the prosecco bottle goes pop. The prosecco itself goes fizz. We drink ourselves stupid over cake and gnocchi and burrata. We dream in chlorinated depths of swimming pools and hard cider in plastic steins. We are free temporarily, until the next time we dive into the effervescence.
This week's prompt was provided by Arden Roddie.
The cork in the prosecco bottle goes pop. The prosecco itself goes fizz. We drink ourselves stupid over cake and gnocchi and burrata. We dream in chlorinated depths of swimming pools and hard cider in plastic steins. We are free temporarily, until the next time we dive into the effervescence.
This week's prompt was provided by Arden Roddie.
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