The Muse

Tom’s white office door opened slowly. 

He turned from his screen to look but saw nothing. 

‘Shit.’

He fussed angry again about his blank page.

The strange spirit moved unseen behind and around Tom. She whispered in his thoughts, guiding his words. 

Six hours later Tom’s words were written and the door closed. 

-Job

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