“Therein lies the problem.” Sheriff Clay says pulling handcuffs from his pocket.”This is just a little private use liquor, John” Bill Wade offers.”Your parole is very specific. No liquor making. Period. Put your hands behind your back.” The sheriff orders.”Oh hell John. All you have here is some empty bottles. Old sugar bags and someContinue reading “Rusted Tin”
Tag Archives: Flash Fiction
Fate, Evermore
Cunning and quiet, the thief makes a play Dagger raised he leaps into the fray Consumed by dragon fire, thief is no more Warrior strong, bold heads into battle too Axe ready and sure, steady, resolved anew Dragon breath makes him ash at the door Wizard makes magic, wise and fierce Casting ice at theContinue reading “Fate, Evermore”
A full accounting
The cold wind and rain slapped his face. He realized in that moment, the gravity of the situation. A sober thought, on Sunday morning. He cannot run from the choices that are now catching up to him. He must face them head on. Deal with them. A full accounting will be had. No sugar coat.Continue reading “A full accounting”
Rusted Tin
“Therein lies the problem.” Sheriff Clay says pulling handcuffs from his pocket.”This is just a little private use liquor, John” Bill Wade offers.”Your parole is very specific. No liquor making. Period. Put your hands behind your back.” The sheriff orders.”Oh hell John. All you have here is some empty bottles. Old sugar bags and someContinue reading “Rusted Tin”
50 Word Thursday #11
This is my attempt at 50 Word Thursday #11 Thank you Deb Whittam Along with the photo above, the following phrase serves as a prompt. ‘If I’d stopped to think I might not have done it, but fury is a great disregarder of caution.’ The rules are simple. Write something, poem, short story, anything,Continue reading “50 Word Thursday #11”
Gentle Reminder
As she told her story, he was captured. Fully immersed in her descriptions and reminiscences. The porch she described, he could hear the creaking as people moved around it. The laughter and gentle breeze that moved across the gathering. The snapping of pole beans readied for canning. The fresh baked goodness of pie floating onContinue reading “Gentle Reminder”
Final
The ship broken, slowly and surely sinks into the frigid waters of the north sea. As he is pulled under, the icy water filling his lungs, Samuel’s thoughts are of his visions. Knowing this time would come, for as long as he can remember. It proves to be as dramatic, painful, premature and as finalContinue reading “Final”
Hussle
A leisurely snow, falls from the sky. The cold streets are filled with impatient cars, eager to be no place in particular. The traffic filling the sidewalks, carries disappointment. A complacent surrender. What this day might bring, hangs heavy around this city. Like a dark, dirty cloud.
Mexico, Sally
Memories lying cast in the snow and cold winter wind….Everything he has, except what is hidden under the driver’s seat of his old car, lays there. Like a bared soul, naked and vulnerable. All eyes on it, as the wind carries some articles across the cold yard.Her husband pulled his colt python from its placeContinue reading “Mexico, Sally”
Tracks
Reaching for the phone was a natural response. Realizing he didn’t remember the number, his heart raced. Fear and panic took over, yet he was still conscious to cover his tracks.