"my hands percolate a shuffle of smiles" a great opening line it grabs my attention and made me interested to see what came next. Wonderful word choice and imagery in this and I love the ending.

Amazingly written.

loved it. sounds like somebody tired of looking happy for people, when really they only feel a hurt from a loss, maybe missing a particular woman-"void without her stars"?- loved it, adding to favorites. please review some of mine, thanks

What a powerful way to describe such unadulterated loneliness. It makes me think of the painful masks we are forced to fabricate to save face. Very good.