Ice cold memories #flashfiction #poetry

This grey dismal scene flickered thoughts embossed  my mind long forgotten memories path of my past icicles dripped dark lies “failure, fool, worthless” mud sucked boots clothes would never dry and the sky, the sky spoke the words “there is no sun it’s been removed” only darkness looms etching finality on your tomb” no placesContinue reading “Ice cold memories #flashfiction #poetry”

The Ancient Alley’s Story #flashfiction #poetry #amwriting

Aged marks the alley A way traversed by man many feet have covered more years than that  have spanned Aged marks a history where crimes in stealth occurred running for a hidden place but they had been observed Aged marks a story the stones that cannot speak holding back the knowledge not told on anyContinue reading “The Ancient Alley’s Story #flashfiction #poetry #amwriting”

Keep Your Head #flashfiction #nablopomo

Just past the doors, there was something going on. There were deliveries of crates day and night. One delivery guy got lost and walked into a  room full of male statues. “I guess it’s gonna be a museum.” He scratched his head. “Put him up over the lintel of the front door,” she smiled lustfullyContinue reading “Keep Your Head #flashfiction #nablopomo”

Ghost Koi #Flashfiction #amwriting

*plunk” another pebble fell from my hand. She’s gone. slipped right through my fingers like the stone. I remember when she told me, “Honey, I’m a ghost. We have to find my killer before I  lose my potency.” “Ghosts have potency levels?” (The little things I didn’t know about my wife.) “He killed you for yourContinue reading “Ghost Koi #Flashfiction #amwriting”

The Day the Music Died #flashfiction

To say music was “my life” was an understatement. From dawn to dusk I sang the songs my heart wrote. When I lost my voice, my fingers became one with  the keyboard. My brother dismantled my keyboard; the guts were strewn like a dissonant message from my room to the instrument. “You killed the songContinue reading “The Day the Music Died #flashfiction”

Shopping C’ Art #flashfiction #amwriting

“It’s fine art!” She proudly waved her hand at her creation This once little known artist had gotten a grant to turn a two-mile long canal into a gallery. Where there had been reeds and lily pads there were one hundred shopping carts. “It’s brilliant!” He smiled to the tour group he was leading. “ThisContinue reading “Shopping C’ Art #flashfiction #amwriting”

The Bloodied Thorn #flashfiction #shakespeare #amwriting

I stand on the stage where I had given my life’s blood I love the stage the  drama that swirls center stage, in the wings and in the musty corners my final role was Desdemona That last night was my finest performance “That death’s unnatural that kills for loving…” If memory serves me well, OthelloContinue reading “The Bloodied Thorn #flashfiction #shakespeare #amwriting”

The Possibilities with Time Travel #flashfiction #amwriting

“And there you are” my tour guide said as we stood on a field, in who knows where, facing three doors. “Really,That’s It? We only travelled to Paris during the French Revolution where I almost lost my head. (my eyes narrowed) Stalingrad during the siege of  42 – 43.  I got frost bite (gritting teeth)Continue reading “The Possibilities with Time Travel #flashfiction #amwriting”

Look what you can get at the thrift store! #flashfiction

“Hello, Hello in there? My friend Eddie said he got a new head of hair here. I can live without hair, I have a hat. The thing is well things haven’t  been working that well since Maude died. Sure they have implants and pills, but what you offer is kinda like a second-hand version ofContinue reading “Look what you can get at the thrift store! #flashfiction”

An Immigrant’s Dream #flashfiction #history #statueofliberty

“I see her far away in the distance.” a youngun called. The tall looming lady was a welcome sight after long weeks at sea. “Hot meals will be a welcome relief after weeks of soapy soup,” the weary matron thought. The pretty girl, in the gown, that was beginning to show its wear, wore a tightContinue reading “An Immigrant’s Dream #flashfiction #history #statueofliberty”

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