Lies, sweet as honey, Drip from her sanguine lips. Lies that loop through your brain Like a bad love song, To finally lodge, heavy as a stone, Underneath your heart, Cold and immovable.
Category: Flash Fiction
Could be worse
I hoped for something a little more majestic. An eagle or hawk perhaps. If it had to be a shore bird why not a heron or even pelican. Everyone loves pelicans. Not this. Why did I have to be a seagull this time around. The one bird that is alternately despised as flying vermin or … Continue reading Could be worse
Chasing ghosts
We spent most of the day pulling weeds from the tiny gravesite. The child buried there was only three when he died, and only this first name, and birth and death dates were etched on the crude stone. His very existance seemed to be a secret, and I was determined to shine a light on … Continue reading Chasing ghosts
This end up
The others were making her do this. Said it was time, well past time. As if there was a time limit on grief. That after a set number of days, or weeks, months or even years, you could turn off the sadness like a light switch. A simple click and all sorrow and pain is … Continue reading This end up
Battle stations
Angry mosquitoes whizz past my head like a sniper’s bullets. Squadrons strafe exposed and tasty flesh with military precision. A sting! Slap! Bright red droplets of blood… I’ve been hit! Send in reinforcements. *Photo info: This image is of a dragonfly swarm at Big Lagoon State Park near Pensacola. While mosquitoes here on the Gulf … Continue reading Battle stations
A lunch of Nutella and iced Nescafé
Her life was boringly predictable, settled into a routine so mundane she knew, down to the minute, how it would play out. At 4:30 a.m. her mini Lab wakes her. Standing at the edge of her bed, nudging her with a wet nose and amorous dog kisses, licking her arm until she gets up. Padding … Continue reading A lunch of Nutella and iced Nescafé
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