The Frozen River by Robert Vaughan
10:26 AM | Author: Glen Binger
The Frozen River by Robert Vaughan

He sits, stares, the waterfall is nearly frozen. Over his shoulder he sees his Audi. Wonders who’ll find the note first. The edges of the river are frozen. He grinds his last cigarette out. Thinks how long it’ll take to kill the pain.




Robert Vaughan’s plays have been produced in N.Y.C., L.A., S.F. and Milwaukee, where he currently resides. He leads two adult writing roundtables for Redbird- Redoak Studios. His fiction and poetry has/ will appear in numerous magazines including Short, Fast & Deadly, 50 to 1, Heavy Bear, Girls with Insurance, Lesser Flamingo, Clutching at Straws, Thunderclap Press and Tryst. He is a fiction editor at jmww magazine, a flash fiction editor at Thunderclap! Press. His blog, One Writer’s Life, is at http://rgv7735.wordpress.com.
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7 comments:

On 7/1/10, 12:27 PM , Andrea on Dahill said...

SCARY!!! Love it.

 
On 7/1/10, 2:01 PM , Anonymous said...

Chilling and sad, just enough left to the imagination.

 
On 7/1/10, 4:19 PM , Crybbe666 said...

A fine scene caught in just a few words. Brilliant work!

 
On 7/1/10, 4:38 PM , Cynthia said...

Brilliant and scary indeed. Well done with so few words. My favorite in this entire collection.

 
On 7/1/10, 4:38 PM , Theo said...

Simply and utterly brilliant!

 
On 7/1/10, 4:40 PM , JR PRice said...

How do you do this so easily? Of course, that is, if it is indeed easy! It seems to flow so effortlessly from your pen.

 
On 7/1/10, 7:05 PM , Vern said...

Crazy deep symbolism here. Sad, and dark, the opposite of the weather today. Impactful how tight you spun thus little nugget.