By Andrea Walker
We met in some downtown bar.
Ivy was heady and intoxicating, clinging onto my every word. I soon became addicted.
“Relationships never last,” she told me one melancholy night. I went a little crazy that summer. Missed work. Avoided people.
When I eventually, predictably, lost my job, I couldn’t find her anywhere.
I searched the bar, but the bartender sneered. “Schmuck!” he said.
“Excuse me?” I asked, confused.
“Another one stung by Poison Ivy,” he replied.
I heard her voice behind me and turned. She winked at me as she walked out, clinging to the arm of her next tree trunk.
Very vivid. I loved the imagery, well done.
Well done! By the way, you find the world full of shmucks, lol
Great story and take on ‘Poison Ivy’…liked the analogy.
Great piece! Clever. Love how you integrated the poison ivy reference with the title and the last line.Melani
Great way to tell a sad story with humor.
Thank you for your kind comments ??
Good story, clever play on words. Bravo.
Excellent story, Andrea. Well done!
Brings a whole new meaning to tree-hugger. 🙂 Well done.
Thank you all so much x
Great read. Chilling.