Category: Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers
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FATHER AND SON

A PROSE POEM: A shallow stream with a pebbled carpet, Dapples of sunlight on a shimmering surface. Bare feet cooled in ripples of water, Shouts and laughter and joyful splashes. A father and a son joined in play, A precious moment clutched from memory. Quiet descends on a father alone, A shadow of…
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IN THE ROAD

Maisie smacked her head against the window as the car rocked down the main street. ‘Thought they just fixed these potholes? Didn’t do a very good job.’ ‘Maisie.’ ‘Every year this road gets worse.’ ‘Maisie.’ ‘Cracks turn to massive holes in the road.’ ‘Maisie. Stop and look.’ ‘We end up with tyres blown out.’ ‘Maisie,…
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HOLD ON TO THE LIGHT

He should’ve gotten on the train. He could’ve been in the countryside with his sister. But he didn’t want to leave Mother in the city. Not with the air raids and bombs falling. Then he had gotten lost trying to get home from the station. The old lady found him and took him to her…
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THE SOURCE
Frost covered the grass and branches. Well-layered joggers trotted past at various paces. She wrapped her arms around herself, the thick coat and gloves failing to halt the chill. Mothers pushed buggies, couples walked hand-in-hand, dog-walkers pulled leads or were dragged by them, tourists swarmed. She didn’t know what to expect; she hadn’t formed a…