Listen to a reading of this story by Gary Finnegan:
Soup, primordial. Genetic pearls on a string, making copies and copies and copies. Mistakes, naturally, some bad, some good.
The simple life, a bunch of flowers, salmon/beef.
After a while, she left me for some other beast.
Friends advise perspective, the big picture, the grand scheme, it’s not the end of the world. Plenty more fish in the soup.
But this assemblage of molecules ‒ the one calling itself ‘me’ ‒ still has an affinity for how her atoms are arranged. The warmth of their disorder, their excitable vibrations.
Gone now.
But that’s life.
Gary Finnegan is a writer living in county Kildare. His fiction has appeared in Litro, The London Magazine, The Ogham Stone, ROPES, Flash Fiction Magazine, The Honest Ulsterman and HOWL. He is working on a novel.