Tag Archives: micro fiction

Hinting at… Happiness? by Sarah Brentyn

Reblogged from Sarah Brentyn: What does a Harvard University professor have to do with flash fiction? Nothing. And everything. Or, at least, something. I’ve thought for a long time now that good flash fiction packs a punch. It heightens emotional … Continue reading

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Between #WritePhoto by Sarah Brentyn

He flies halfway between day and night. His wings reach out, touch the rooftop of my home. The silence outside me, the noise inside me… I hear him. Tomorrow, he tells me, will be softer. More forgiving. Wait.   I … Continue reading

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Armo’s Love #WritePhoto by Sarah Brentyn

  Usually, men carrying axes were unwelcome in the woods. But Armo was a different sort of man. He respected nature, cherished it even, and the trees knew him. The day she died, he was there, ax in hand. He … Continue reading

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As the Crow Flies #WritePhoto by Sarah Brentyn

  The crows land on a tiled roof. Stones of the old church are unwelcoming. Ancient and powerful, the birds call to us. We are ignorant of their language. We quicken our pace. Clouds disperse into the arms of sunset. … Continue reading

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Cast Out by Sarah Brentyn #writephoto

Fingertips touching, never leaving, they dance. Embers glowing, wind blowing, they move. Hair whipping, voices crackling, they sing. Fire curling, stars fading, they twirl. Calling for the flames to grow… Round the circle ringed with stones… Towering bonfire casting shadows…shifting… … Continue reading

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Reflections by Sarah Brentyn #WritePhoto

“I see colors,” she traced her fingertips along the glass. “And a lantern. It’s so bright I could walk the street at midnight. Bright, bright, midnight, bright…” “Mum, stop.” “The cobblestone streets, shop windows dark, dark, so dark for the … Continue reading

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