Flash Fiction: Lines

Silence. Water smothered their surroundings. A faint silver line separated the blue coming from the sky and the rippled liquid mirror. Sheila sighed, naked without her electronics. Her capturer refused to let her paddle, nothing to do but sit. The lack of personal space triggering anxiety. She could be on her X-box playing Mind Craft … Continue reading Flash Fiction: Lines

Flash Fiction: The Bench

Ice covered the bench just as it tombed Sarah’s heart. As the seasons changed her husband suffered an agonising death. Cancer. She nagged him for decades to give up the cigarettes. “She’ll be alright, Sar, only live life once.” Left behind she watched their young grandchildren grow alone. The once joyful backyard, home to bitter-sweet … Continue reading Flash Fiction: The Bench

Flash Fiction: Ground Zero

  Out of her dirty car window, she saw the house demolished. She waited for relief to hit her, making the world ok again. It never came. Instead, her emotions were as flat as the ground before her. Should have stayed away… no, had to make sure. The house of horrors reduced to nothing more … Continue reading Flash Fiction: Ground Zero

Flash Fiction: Thread

The spinner of fate looked at her collection of threads; completed, wrapped around their reel. Life over. Such a shame. More vibrant the life, richer in colour the thread. The blacks and grey separated into their own collection; fated to entertain the devil. It would be easier to destroy the wicked, rid their dark souls … Continue reading Flash Fiction: Thread

Flash Fiction: The Door

Knock, knock. Hello God are you there? No? The knob isn’t warm. Must be safe to enter. A kid peers out the window, comforting. Innocence. Although, I can’t see his eyes. Do they glow red? Can his head swing backwards? I saw that movie. Bet the walls are painted green with puke? Danger, danger. Step … Continue reading Flash Fiction: The Door