Facial Familiarity
Another flash fiction piece for the same competition. 100 words maximum, and must be written to the theme of, "surreal."
A sea of unknown faces fly by. To work. From work. To or from somewhere else. Regardless, always unknown. But I am strangely willed to look into these bystanders more intently. I search the horizon of heads for something more.
A flash of olive skin, like mine. Gone.
A familiar pair of silver frames. Gone.
It couldn’t have been. The known face swings back into sight; the greying brown hair keeps me hooked, before it also departs. I see it, and it sees me.
And now I am certain: it is another of my own in this sea of faces.
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