On the Livingstone estate, flies were sometimes the first indication that someone had died. Not always though. Occasionally the only indication was their absence at the weekend gathering and the ensuing silence when their seat remained empty …
Category: Flash Fiction
Blood into Fire
Pink tourmaline cheeks Bright with expectation No masks Just the interplay of hands and hearts Beating, caressing Turning blood into fire
Born of Reflections
I've been thinking a lot about reflections, about how they at first appear to be a replica of what they reflect. Upon second glance one sees the subtle nuances, the ripples, the distortions that make a reflection …
Today’s Prompt: Play with Magical Realism
Set your timer for 10 minutes. Pick a mundane or normally occurring event (I chose a rugby social). Now throw in a splash of fantasy or magic. Have fun, play, see what happens? How does it affect …
Kaisha’s 5 Minute Prompt Writing Challenge
5-minute writers prompt: You walk up to an abandoned house. There is no sound, now cars, but this creature is sitting on the porch.
Those alien and crazy emotions that run amok in one’s brain
How does one express feelings adequately? How can one possibly describe those alien and crazy emotions that run amok in one’s brain, causing distraction, causing dissatisfaction and causing chaos? Perhaps there was no sufficient way to convey …
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Tibetan Lemonade 