Flash Fiction

The Lights

  I’d noticed the lights when I left the motel. They never got closer. But they also never dropped back. It was like we were attached by an invisible static line. I told myself I was being paranoid but a line from that movie he loves kept running through my mind. “Who are those guys”?… Continue reading The Lights

Flash Fiction, History

buon viaggio*

It happened every time. It was like a gift that kept on giving. It had been more than fifty years but every time Peter saw the damn thing it felt like yesterday. He could still feel the shame of that moment. Susan knew this. But she still insisted they all go to the Ringling Museum… Continue reading buon viaggio*

Flash Fiction, History

Harpers Ferry: Destiny Calls

Daddy used to make me listen to the speech. I’d pretend to be bored but I always got goosebumps when he’d exclaim “to mingle my blood further with the blood of my children, and with the blood of millions in this slave country.” It reminded me I’m not just any Brown. His blood runs in… Continue reading Harpers Ferry: Destiny Calls

Flash Fiction

The Breakwater

She sat on the breakwater and hoped the sound of the waves would soothe her. His words hadn’t. “In between the clover and the dampened earth.” That’s how the minister described it. Sounded poetic. Nicer than “here’s where we buried her body.” But that was reality. Ma was dead. And no pretty words were going… Continue reading The Breakwater

Flash Fiction

The Final Scavenger Hunt

This was it. The trail ended here. Back at grand-dad’s old place. Not sure how he managed it from his sick-bed but it was just like him. A final hunt. Pit us against each other. Bastard. He’s probably watching. From hell. Laughing. Enough with the reminiscing. I needed to find that key. What was that… Continue reading The Final Scavenger Hunt

Flash Fiction

Cassie & Nessie

Cassie’s brain was spinning as she gazed at the Loch. Liam! An asshole and a coward. Starts this and then takes a powder. That headline also pissed her off. “Woman”! We’re NOT interchangeable. But it was those damn marks around ‘proves’ that really did it. She was not some kind of random wacko going on… Continue reading Cassie & Nessie

Flash Fiction

Their Home

She sat at the edge of the stream and stared at the house. Their home. The tumbling water reminded her of a song. She could hear the melody in her head. But the words just wouldn’t come. It’s not fair. Songs are not her department. TV shows and historical facts. But not songs. That’s his… Continue reading Their Home

Flash Fiction, My Random Thoughts and Misc Ramblings

Old Eyes New Fringe

She blinked at her reflection. Was she destined to always be cast in the role of “mother”? Hell she thought. Let’s rock-n-roll. Chopping as she stared at her old eyes under the new fringe. (34 words exactly) The Battle of the Bang. I know it well! I've spent a life time chopping and growing and… Continue reading Old Eyes New Fringe