Hello and welcome to Volume Cinco. Because it’s Friday in some parts of the world, if not mine, I present you with my phlegm inspried 50 word fiction based on this weeks theme… hollow head. Or was it hallow? Or haunted, if you want to go that way with it. Six of one, half dozen of another… I went with what felt true to me.

The Last 48 hours

Sludgey cement, slime and sticky ooze… muck, mire, and mucilage… green gunk, grime, glop and pellucid crud… with great effort she raised another sand paper rough tissue to her nose and wished for a hollow head. Whump.. her wish granted, the viral effluvium dropped into her lungs. Oh, *cough* perfect.