Flash Fiction

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This flash fiction piece first appeared in 50-Word Stories. Cool grasses cradle my back. Fireflies flicker. I inhale the sweet, damp air; at peace for the first time in five years, three months, and nineteen days. I could lay here beneath the black sky for eternity. Instead, I rise and kiss my husband’s tombstone before […]

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When I weep, granules of sand roll down my cheeks instead of tears. Within my internal desert, once filled with starlight and birdsong, I cry over loves snatched by death, while sand piles up at my feet, and I feel myself sinking among the arid desolation, cactus spines, and carcasses.   Now it’s your turn. […]