Flash Fiction: Yesteryear
PHOTO PROMPT © Jean L. Hays for Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers A relic of yesteryear. The old market and deli reduced to
Blogging with The Muse: A Cauldron of Flash Fiction, Short Stories, and Novel Nuggets
PHOTO PROMPT © Jean L. Hays for Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers A relic of yesteryear. The old market and deli reduced to
PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for her Friday Fictioneers Please note: 100% Fiction! Mum liked the fake roses. Then again,
What the heck is that growing out of the window? A mole? A hive? Cancer? Get a ladder to
PHOTO PROMPT © Anshu Bhojnagarwala \Snap, crackle, pop. The fire breathes a life of its own. A connection between two
Aww, my head hurts. What day is it? Blah, furry tongue, I need mouth wash. Shit man why is there
“Screw you guys, I’m going home.” Timmy pouted and stormed across the field. Never a good sport. The apple of
No one saw Amber again. Her car found on the side of a remote road, untouched. No sign of
Is it a bird, is it a plane? No, it’s an unidentified flying object. Let’s shoot the crap out of
Silence. Water smothered their surroundings. A faint silver line separated the blue coming from the sky and the rippled liquid
Out of her dirty car window, she saw the house demolished. She waited for relief to hit her, making