They stood apart from the crowd gathering on the beach. It was peak tourist season and there wasn't a square foot of bare sand. If it wasn't some pasty out-of-town collegian lounging in a logo embossed chaise from one of the nearby resorts, it was a family of Bermuda short wearing vacationers spreading out under … Continue reading The contest
Category: Flash Fiction
Father
“We called him Father, never a childish diminutive like Dad or Daddy. One of the newbies once called him, ‘Pop,’ by accident. Maybe it was a dim memory from his ‘before,’ but Father’s lesson taught him that informal nomenclature was a sign of disrespect, and would be appropriately punished. “It followed that we were each … Continue reading Father
Fog in the trees
Her long, weekend getaway wasn’t going so well. She’d hoped for sunshine and fresh air, and all she got was rain and fog. Based on her weather app, it was already sunrise. Based on what the weather looked like outside, she couldn’t tell where the sun was. The low clouds were so thick, they drowned … Continue reading Fog in the trees
First kiss
You catapult me through the stratosphere with a single touch. Rocketing across the sky, we stream white-hot contrails of desire. Sparks flying in all directions, setting fire to cotton ball clouds. Your hand upon my cheek leaves me giddy, the heat of your urgent whispers melt any doubts. I fear that we will spontaneously combust. … Continue reading First kiss
Pirouette
Stretched out on the cool grass, arms pillowed behind my head, I watch the clouds dancing by, imagining those two are us. Our feet moving together in time to our song, waltzing silently over the surface of the water. I can feel your fingertips pressing gently into the small of my back, guiding me in … Continue reading Pirouette
Banquet
Physical contact is as crucial to humans as food and water. Something as simple as a hand on a shoulder, or squeeze of a hand, can mean the difference between extinction and survival. Yet, just as there are empty calories, useless in sustaining our physical bodies, we need sincere contact to nurture our psychological bodies. … Continue reading Banquet





