I moved from the city to an island famous for its rainbows. I did not move because of the rainbows. I moved because of a girl, who left shortly after to live far away on another island, with somebody else and no rainbows.
After she left I was all alone with the rainbows, which fell apart every time I walked toward them. All I could do was scream, “IT’S NOT MY FAULT!”
Timmy Reed is a writer from Baltimore, Maryland. He has recently been published or has work forthcoming in a number of places including Necessary Fiction, Vol. 1 Brooklyn, Akashic Books, and Metazen. Check out his story collection, Tell God I Don’t Exist, here: underratedanimals.wordpress.com