Category Archives: Flash Fiction


Life spills out. A drop here or there at first. Then a slosh more. We stumble. The bucket jostles and a mess is made of what was once most precious. A will yet carries us on, our burden heavier and yet our time evaporating. Continue reading Torn



Moms are magic. I imagine other moms are like mine, the embodiment of magic.

Sunlight stutters through overhanging trees, leaves rustling in the summer breeze. The warmth nurses my arthritic bones.

My siblings and I not only received our lives, but we were shaped and directed by mom’s beliefs, her choices. Who would I be if not for this magic? Certainly not myself, not a writer.

Children play in the park fountain. Happiness nourishes me from peels of unfettered joy.

A squirrel glides and pauses across the lawn. Her gait is blemished, and I realize she is old, like me. Continue reading Legacy