Category: Flash Fiction
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The Horse Did Have a Name
‘Sure you don’t want a ride?’ We’d been walking for weeks and he hadn’t said a word until now. ‘Nah, but thanks kindly.’ I wanted a ride, but it just felt weird, especially since he’d just started talking out of the blue like that. Maybe if he hadn’t done that, I could have given it…
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Entertaining Angels
I stood quietly with sticky palms from the juice that dripped from the hunks of fruit I held. If you stay quiet, they’ll come to you the locals said. And don’t be afraid. They know when you’re scared. My Nana told me the story long ago about how her friend had died after seeing demons…
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Never Send the Virtual Assistant to Answer the Tip Line
Hello? … One. Representative. No, that’s not — okay, I’ll hold. Yes. I was transferred — what? No, no, none of the options — okay, I’ll hold. Hi. What? You can? Okay, I’ll try to explain. I can tell you — what? Well, who do I — okay, I’ll hold. Yes, hello? Is this the…
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No Wednesday is Ordinary
You know the song, my beloved says as he mumbles the wrong words to the right tune. I squint one eye, tilt my head to lift my ear in hopes it will sniff out the sound of a tune on a breeze that doesn’t blow. I can’t hear it. It must be from too long…
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Broken Sprinkler Rain, Or, Why I’m So Angry
My jaw hurts, but not today. That was a week ago, maybe a month. Maybe a lifetime. ‘You are stressing.’ The diagnosis from my beloved when I tell him that my jaw hurts. I don’t want to take any Tylenol because that helps his back. He stresses, too. I take a different anti-inflammatory, the one…
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Don’t Be a Black Hole – Be a Pulsar
When I was in junior high, I became fascinated with astronomy. I used what I learned in geometry to draw a black hole for science class. I loved all things space …It is said that a black hole is the center of a galaxy. It is strong, in that everything revolves around it. However, anything…
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Dreams of Home
I was riding a bike. Or gliding. Or doing that walking without walking thing, like characters in a Spike Lee film.Whatever it was, I was doing it on the old street back home, where I grew up. In that place where dreams are made, it all looked like it did the last time I drove…
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A Feminism Conundrum
If this post makes you angry, you might consider your own positionality rather than mine. After all, this is my space, which you are free to vacate whenever you choose. I simply ask a bit of decency and respect — that if you disagree, that you do so appropriately.That said, here’s the thing. There is…
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30 November: It’s a Wrap
It’s done, this year’s Blogidays. A whole 30 days of … whatever this has been.I’ll pop in from time to time as Madame Muse makes her appearances. I am grateful for the inspiration she deigned to lend for this month as it is usually a rare occasion that she gives up so much for so…
A New Bloom 