spill

"Spilling wine" by gromgull

 by Dylan Murphy

"i miss you” 

the words spilled out of my mouth 

before i even processed that i was saying them 

i think spill is the right word 

ex. 

“in a fit of laughter, his hand knocked over his umpteenth glass of pinot noir on the table and it spilled everywhere. the living room’s new white rug drank the crimson liquid, as his mother’s shriek rang in his ear.” 

ex. 

“the driver should’ve gotten off at the last rest stop. the roar of his aging van’s engine seemed quiet over the instrumental jazz playing on his stereo. his eyes drooped and his grip on the wheel loosened, for just a moment. a moment was all he needed to sideswipe the 18-wheeler that was trying to pass him in the neighboring lane. he slammed on the brakes and watched, horrified, as the truck jackknifed and tipped over at the edge of the interstate. the liquid it was carrying spilled onto the road, spreading across the lanes. the exhausted driver rushed out of his car, eager to check on the trucker. a toxic stench filled the air and he began to scream fruitlessly as he watched another car about to slowly pass over the leak, the driver unaware that it was kerosene.” 

ex. 

“the words spilled out of my mouth, like an accident, like a mistake, like something i have to clean up, like something my mom would pinch my ear over, like something that will make someone else scream.”