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The last song | Flash Fiction

The music was faint so far away from the stage, but they had room to sit down and still see the performers from the distance. Their barrier warrior days were mostly over, and they were content with arriving later, seeing fewer shows, and staying away from the crowd…

Wish | Short Story

He took another sip of his drink and grinned. "I'm whatever you want me to be."…

Guitar

“Lunch’s ready. Put the guitar down.”“Just need to finish this bit. This one’s for you — wait until you hear it.”She sighed. As his tour loomed closer, he had barely looked at her, and all his fingers had touched was his guitar. He’d be gone again in the…
women working in an office, 1959

Work

Congrats. You've made it. You look like a Professional Writer. Is this not what you always wanted? Are you still not happy?…

Shadow – Flash Fiction

Since you insist on following me, I'm going to have to take your picture. | Flash Fiction | Photography …

Not A Poem

I still don’t know why he turned away from the home I made for him to light himself on fire in the middle of the street. I don’t know why he told me martyrdom made a much better mistress than me.…

3AM Friend

The clinking of mugs in the kitchen pulled her back from a restless sleep and into the dark middle of the night. Only the quiet rumble of the aircon filled the silence in her half-empty apartment. She sat up on her bed and squinted to have a better…

Premonition

“Why is your wedding dress on fire?” Martin stood in the backyard, watching the flames turn the white fabric into orange and incandescent red and black and grey. The dress shrunk slowly, as if it was alive, almost hurting.…

Music

Her voice never changed: still clear, sharp, like pure water from the streams in his hometown, delicate like snow falling on the trees in his backaryard, loving like the sun kissing his skin on heady summer days. …

“Secrets? I love secrets”

For a moment, she wondered if the woman from Elena’s dream could appear to her at night, too. She had so many wishes. She wished her grandmother could remember her again. She hoped the other girls could stop calling her names behind her back. She prayed for Elena…