Broken Waters By Ray Nessly

Backseat. Too late. She’s really hollering now.

The cabbie pulls over to the side of the highway. One by one, babies slide into the world. Triplets. Eyes closed. Mewling. Three brand new, pale, wrinkly things. Just like Bella, his dog, her puppies, that time: backseat of the taxi. Alongside Highway 105. The roar of eighteen-wheelers passing.

Bella’s triplets lived almost a day.

© 2015 Ray Nessly

Ray Nessly hails from Seattle and lives near San Diego with his wife and their two cats. He is wrapping up a novel, If A Machine Lands In The Forest. He hopes it precedes, in publication, that of his obituary. His stories have been published in Literary Orphans, Boston Literary Magazine, MadHat Lit, Apocrypha & Abstractions, Yellow Mama, Do Some Damage, and other places of note.

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