wtw flash fiction practice: one

it tastes like bitterness and sour milk, and you should've known better than to expect otherwise.

you think that bravery is a learned trait. you spent the first years of your life undoing your gag reflex by drinking your own bile, and maybe that is why you've managed to endure everything for so long. maybe that is why it was inevitable.

your esophagus contracts. it is an ugly thing when everything spills out in a sickening squelch, gushing out in a muddy pool. again and again. 

when it ends, you are empty. strangely, you could not have been better.