Sea Legs (A Flash Fiction)

It comes back too easily. A year of sobriety, but I never really lost my sea legs. One drink to set sail. Laughing, his fingers graze my arm. Testing the waters. Whiskey flows, flooding my mind. The room swims around me. Kaleidoscope of colors, thumping rhythm, grinding sweaty bodies. I’m riding the swells that threaten … Continue reading Sea Legs (A Flash Fiction)