Flash Fiction, tutto e niente

Time

Time has lost all meaning. Had it been one year? Twenty years? One hundred? More? She had stopped trying to count the days long ago. But she had believed--really believed--she'd be able to note the seasons. Hoping to mark the years. Imagining she’d be able to picture their faces as time passed. She had wanted… Continue reading Time

Flash Fiction, tutto e niente

Welcome to the Neighborhood

Jessie tried (unsuccessfully) to keep her expression neutral, but the cottage was perfect! Exactly as advertised. Exposed brick. Plank floors. Fireplaces. A patio for morning coffee and afternoon wine. “So what do you think?” “It seems nice but …” She scrambled for some price-reducing flaws. “… but what’s with all the garlic?” “Seller quirk. Easy… Continue reading Welcome to the Neighborhood

Haiku & Other Poetry, History, tutto e niente

turn to stone

stop hiding your face silently wishing for change turn to stone no more Thanks to Ronovan Writes for the word prompts (face / change) that fit perfectly with the  Sunday Photo fiction prompt. Photo courtesy of Pixabay Not sure if I'm interpreting the lyrics as intended but they inspired me as well ... Turn To Stone (written and… Continue reading turn to stone

Flash Fiction, Haiku & Other Poetry, tutto e niente

his first barber

no more comic books or picturing his first shave no more sneaking drinks or pretending not to hear two ten main street is no more Thanks to Fandango for the thought-provoking photo. It reminded me of the sad Covid-19 reality that some things may never come back. Not sure why my mind went to barbershops, but… Continue reading his first barber