You’re in love; it’s great, you swipe on your phone and order: the next day a Taylor Swift clone shows up at your house. It’s not awkward, it’s everything you want.
—- Hugh Behm-Steinberg, Taylor Swift
Banjo Player on Royal Street, French Quarter, New Orleans
Are you social distancing? Are you quarantined? What would be better than going online and ordering your own Taylor Swift?
A crackerjack piece of flash fiction. Click on the link and read it… it’s short and I know you have the time. That’s all we have right now is time. Ordinarily, I am not a big fan of writing in the second person… but in this case, it works. What do you think?
Read it here:
Taylor Swift, by Hugh Behm-Steinberg
From Electric Literature
Bill Chance 
Thank you very much, for this.
Your welcome!